So yesterday morning as I was nursing my sore bum, Caleb and Eva were playing. I don't want to get into too many details but Eva ended up with a really bad cut on her forehead right at the hairline. Blood was flowing pretty rapidly and I called 911. I kept pressure on it with a towel and when they arrived (it didn't take them too long at all, actually) it was almost done bleeding. Eva was in good spirits by then and charming the heck out of the firemen and paramedics. She was smiling and saying "HI!" to all of them. They took her blood pressure and checked out the cut. It's about 1/4"-1/2" gash and they said she didn't need stitches. I signed a bunch of papers declining an ambulance ride, they gave Eva a beanie baby puppy and Caleb a little flashlight (the ones to check the pupils). Before they had arrived, I called a friend to come over in case I needed to take her to the hospital. She came over anyway and I was able to give Eva a bath and calm down without having to worry about Caleb. The rest of the day was a lot less dramatic and for that I'm grateful.
Today we are going to try and finish tiling the floor. I'm sidelined with my injury but I've got the kids signed up for a drop and shop at the Y for five hours this afternoon. The missionaries are coming over again, too. Hopefully it will be mostly done by tonight. Friday is the "deadline" when we are having Carl's grad students over for dinner.
I can only hope that there are better days ahead.