I was standing in the kitchen doing dishes. Todd was grilling hamburgers for dinner. Izzie was in the dining room sitting at her table while Garrett was in his walker wreaking havoc. He pretty much bulldozes over everything in that thing.
Todd sticks his head in the door and asks me for a plate. I go to hand him one. As I do, I hear a little fussing out towards the area of the dining room and then a screaming cry from Garrett. I run in there. I said, "Izzie what happened?!" She says, "Garrett has a booboo. He hurt his finger mommy!" I continue asking "How did he hurt his finger?" Garrett continues to cry. Izzie says "IN MY MOUTH!" I look at what seems to be two little red fingers and there appears to be two indentions. Two indentions that look awfully like two little teeth marks. Just another dinner time at the Kirkland home.
That was nothing compared to the dinner this week where Izzie was sneaking chicken nuggets to Barkley, our dog. He accidentally thought her finger was the chicken nugget. There was no blood, but you would have thought he took it off the way she screamed. She then proceeded to "get sick" at the table... and by sick I mean throw up. We cleaned up the kids, put them to bed, and I went back to the table to eat. Todd asked me how I could eat after that. I told him that's my job as a mom and nurse. I'm use to cleaning things up and taking a break haha.
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
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