that's what i get!

Just because i was whining that things couldn't get any worse. Yesterday, after the parade and quiet time Bill and Nannou took the kids back to the parade scene to play on bouncys and ride a little half-barrel train ( a tractor pulling a dozen mini carts of horizontal, big, empty barrels with wheels on them behind). Sloane and I stayed home asleep. After 100s of rides all day the train dumped over when Billie and Jackson were on their second ride and kids were scraped up all over the place. Billie had a big-enough knot on her head to warrent a trip to the ER. We declined the ambulance ride (it would just scare her more and she wasn't bleeding too much, she was happy just to be in my arms and being told stories to divert her attention) a couple other kids who needed it more took the ambulance ride, though. She's SUPERFINE and happy as a clam, running around as we watched a super fireworks display from our enormous front yard (it's really the country..folks) last night. She was the BEST little patient at the friendly Emergency Room. Here's when i realize how great our kids are- because we are always (after every restaurant meal and plane ride) getting compliments on how well-behaved our kids are. I do let them choose whatever they want to wear and they can jump on the beds all they want but we are STRICT about politeness and obeying. But sometimes I forget to notice just how really good they are. Billie didn't cry a bit when they cleaned her wounds and tried her best to be strong- she's SUCH a great little girl. Here's her picture. We took her directly to wal-mart after the ER and let her pick out a dozen things I'd never normally let her have. See?!! Even mean old me just caves into good ol' Americana buying happiness sometimes!!!
So, Jackson has a scrape on his cheek and Billie bonked her head, scraped up her arm and face a good bit. We were worried about a concussion but after a good nights sleep- that is technically still happening (12 hours and counting for Bill, Billie, and Jackson) and waking her every 2 hours to check on her coherency...all is well.
Who knew i'd have so much to write about when our travels were finished?
Here's Bean at the hospital, Jackson's scratch, Sloane on the piano and our new morning routine...daily presents from Nannou and Boppy after a breakfast that usually involves chocolate...oh man!