accidents

or owies as they are stated in our house. yeah, they are no fun and thought i should document a few that have happened in the last month.
owie #1
about a month ago, i had este take peppy down the stairs in good ole piggy back fashion. at that time, we were giving her piggy back rides holding onto her wrists. well, when he put her down on the couch, she had such a confused look on her face and couldn't move her arm...kept it straight...didn't really move her fingers and was crying out "owie." yes, this was an instant cry for the parents. i rushed and called the doctor, while crying, and they said to bring her in. i questioned them and said, "you dont think i should take her to the er?"
the ride there was so sad...she couldn't suck her fingers cause she couldn't move her arm..so she couldnt comfort herself.
long story shorter
*her elbow was out of socket
*this happens quite frequently, i now know, to kids her age
*i could not be in the room, so a nurse was outside trying to comfort me
*i heard a scream like i've never heard followed by crying
*went back in the room to a girl with a lollipop
*lollipops are just the bomb
*2 minutes later, peppy running around the room..mommy and daddy still crying

yeah, not fun and it definitely shaved a few years off my life.

owie #2. i was shaving and cut myself around the ankle and put a band aid on it. peppy noticed and i told her, "owie." so...being the amazing first time mom that i am, i put a band aid on her ankle like mommy. not too long after, i put her down for a nap. not too long after that, i heard sobbing coming from her room...i went in there to see what in the world was going on and she looks up to me with her finger pointed at the band aid and she's crying, "owie." i mean, she was crying like she had a cut to the bone owie. i tried to take it off but it wouldn't come off and was actually making an owie. ha! yeah, her owie came off a few days later and i WILL NOT do that again.

owie #3.
two days ago, our family was in a house it was pretty cool. its layout seemed like the rooms never ended...there were just more and more every turn. downstairs, in one of the rooms, there used to be a pool table. evidence of this is the LOW light that hung from the ceiling saying, "pool." ahem. so, i was being my normal self running in front of peppy to hide in the next room. i hear her giggling chatter coming closer. she rounds the corner and i jump out. we are both laughing yet still moving at a jogging pace. as i turn from looking at her, still running forward, i run head in to the corner of that stupid light. i dropped to the floor immediately and wailed. este had not been downstairs yet and hears, from what he described, "a yell/cry like he's never heard me scream." he drops everything he has and runs downstairs having not a clue what he was going to see. isabelle points up to the light and says, "owie." a minute later, i was still on the floor crying but could actually converse and my dear peppy pie crawled into my lap, wrapped her arms around me and began to rock me back and forth. the pain was pretty bad, the rocking was extremely worth it.
the light

our working girl


i'm done with owies for a while.