There is one perk to having an injured child. Just one, but it's a good one. When they're hurt, they're extra cuddly. Summer is a sweet child but she's also busy, busy, busy. She got badly hurt a few days ago. Now all she wants to do is snuggle. It's super hard when iIm trying to get dinner going or like this morning when I was getting Forrest out the door to preschool and making his lunch -- Summer just literally sat on my lap and cried, cried with pain. I held her and it was so sad. I wish I could make her feel better. I did get Forrest off to school and came right back home - got Summer out of the car and back in my arms and headed upstairs to do my job - aka keeping this house organized. It's never ending but at least I have my sidekick.
