It's a pretty well known fact around these parts that I'm, well, a little clumsy...

it's not a surprise if I fall going down the back steps or trip of a root in the yard, or hit my head on say a big ole rock on water fall on Ceasars Head...and it's not a surprise for me to drop something, a glass, a gallon of milk that busts all over the drive way (twice!) etc...you get the picture here.

So last night I was home alone with the kiddos after Jay headed to band practice, I was cleaning up the dinner dishes and trying to feed Ezra his sweet potatoes and thinking ahead of all the little things that needed to happen on order to get them all in bed, and I was carrying the bowl with what was left of Ezra's dinner in it to the sink and just as I got there, it started to slip, and I guess because my mind was elsewhere and I just plain wasn't paying attention to what I was doing...I grabbed for it, in an effort to catch it and save it from breaking (I really liked that bowl!) but I was to slow, and my brain didn't catch up with my hands and so the bowl busted and my hands kept traveling down and crashed right into the now shattered bowl...

I knew immediately it was a bad decision...looked down and blood was already running off my hand and into the sink...yikes!

My first thought was "wow that was stupid" and then "how the heck am I going to take care of these kids??" Annalee and Jude both needed jammies and to be put to bed, and Ezra still needed a bottle and to be put to bed as well.

Thankfully my mom was home and able to come to my rescue. Jay came home early from practice and we decided I would survive without stitches although I would probably have a scar on at least one of the fingers...big whoop, way better to me than having them hold these cuts open under running water and then stitch them up...I am such a baby about these things!
We cleaned them and dressed them and I too a 800 mg Motrin and went to bed!

It has been a complete pain to go through my normal routine with half of my right hand bandaged! Ambidextrous I am not!


And they loo pretty groddy too, I took a few pics for those of us that enjoy that ind of thing, and major kudos to my hunny that totally does not enjoy that kind of thing, but has bandaged and rebandaged...now that is love!

These are from today, the butterfly stitches do seem to be helping, especially on the cut on my middle finger.