What? It isn't the first day of the week?
Oh yeah, Monday... we aren't talking about that. Let's just say it involved a lot of vomitting and sleep and I am beyond it now.
So, last night Fuzzy kept making fun of Pumpkin and she told him to stop or she would throw a baseball at his face.
Being a stupid 12 year old boy, he proceeded to scream, 'Do it' at her repeatedly, until she did.
Pumpkin broke his glasses and gave him a HUGE black eye. WONDERFUL!
Hubby drops him into the house, Pumpkin crying, Fuzzy whining and dirty from baseball practice, and leaves to go to a Scout meeting for leaders. Great.
So, my 'sick' self got my dad to fix the glasses using scraps from old pairs, got Fuzzy showered and iced, and somehow got everyone settled down and happy enough again. UGH.
Never a dull moment!
Today, Fuzzy's eye looks like a rainbow... think DeNiro in 'Raging Bull'. Swollen, half-closed, and purple, violet and red.
Today, we have orthodontist for Hammer, a regular follow up, and Pumpkin's ortho consult.
Stay tuned for the CarnivAOL entry shortly!