This morning (before school) Jack ran into the corner ceramic tile of our kitchen island and cut his head:
I'm on the way to the ER to see if it needs stitches. (I called our doctors' office and they are short-staffed today and told me to take him to the hospital. I guess I'll be back several hours from now.) And if you're wondering why I'm blogging and not driving to the hospital it's because my mother-in-law said she'd stay with Spenser, Mason and Taylor (who is home sick from school today) while I run Jack (and Sawyer) in town. And now her phone is busy.
What a way to start a Monday morning!