We WILL Have a Merry Christmas, DANGIT.

It has been quite an eventful 24 hours.  Last night when I was indisposed for a short time, I heard a lot of yelling out in the family room and then a loud crash followed by wailing.  My husband ran downstairs and I heard the kids yelling and him saying, “But is she hurt?”  When I arrived on the scene, my husband was holding my 3-year-old and the big kids were both talking at once.

Evidently the 3-year-old was trying to pull a stocking down from the mantle where they hang on those attractive metal stocking holders — a weapon if there ever was one.  My son tried to tell her no, and before he knew it she had pulled it down on herself and had a nasty gash on her face.  I guess we were due for a trip to the ER.  It’s been what, 6 months?  We wouldn’t want them to give away our private room in our absence, so we make sure to have an ER-worthy event at least three times a year.  Oh I jest.  We don’t have to try.  We just come by these mishaps naturally.  Sigh…

The thing is, we decided not to take a trip to the ER.  I held ice over it and we got the bleeding to stop, and we decided they probably wouldn’t want to stitch her face.  But this morning I’m having second thoughts, and my mom might just drive up here from Virginia and take her in herself if I don’t do it.  I’m without a car today, but I’m going to borrow a neighbor’s car, and hopefully her childcare services since the other two are on Christmas break, and see if this latest wound needs attention.

And of course that’s not all.  My 6-year-old woke up with a fever this morning.  Oh the joys.  And I had great plans to wrap up a few reviews and designs today.  Oh yeah, and pack for our trip.  It will all get done, right?

Meanwhile I’m looking forward to a gift wrapping party tonight with some neighborhood pals.  We may or may not complete our holiday wrapping, but there will be wine involved, and that is all that matters.  And tomorrow we are hoping to drive to Virginia to spend the holidays with my family.  (I say hoping because my husband has not officially committed to taking Wednesday off from work.  But I am optimistic!)  So allow me to officially wish you a very Merry Christmas, although I’m sure I’ll be posting again before then.

I hesitate to say I’m taking a blogging break, because invariably when I say that, I come up with 110 things I want to say.  And this blog is my outlet.  But I AM taking a break from reviews and giveaways, from designing, and from pressuring myself to blog daily.  How’s that for leaving a giant loophole for my loquaciousness?


We are back from the ER.  I can say one thing for sure, this is NOT how I had planned to spend my last day before Christmas vacation and the coldest day of the year.  HMPH.  Mega thanks to my neighbor Kim who let me borrow her car!

Our trip to the ER was quite painless.  They did not treat the wound at all.  Had I brought her in last night, they may have glued or stitched it, but today it was beginning to heal, and they said it wasn’t worth the trauma.  R was clearly in no mood to have stitches.  It was all we could do to hold her down so the doctor could look at the injury.  They instructed us to keep it moist with antibacterial ointment and to apply vitamin E once the scab clears up.  I’m praying for minimal scarring, as it is on her face.  In the meantime, our stocking holders are taking up permanent residence in our attic, and our Christmas pictures will need some mad photoshopping skilz.  Thanks for all of your kind comments and prayers this morning.  They are greatly appreciated!