A Taste of Things to Come

I think I've gotten a glimpse of the future today and I'm a bit worried....

It's been a bloody day here today. All minor, don't worry, but still... The day started off with one of the boys (I strongly suspect Drew, though I can't prove it) pulling a picture frame that included a little glass vase off the shelf. When I walked back in the room, there it was, and there was Drew with a bloody thumb. More like a paper cut than anything, and there was no crying involved, but I've learned just how hard it can be to get a bandaid on a little thumb while trying (unsuccessfully) to keep another little troublemaker from unrolling the roll of toilet paper and playing with the toilet lid. After getting everyone cleaned up, things put somewhat back in order and washing the blood out of my pants from Drew's thumb, we were back to our normal routine.

Phew. Made it through - not so bad.

Later in the day, as my dad and I were about to put the boys down for their naps, Garrett was discovered playing in a puddle of, well, pee. (How the heck he manages to create puddles on the floor already, while wearing a diaper, I do not know. This does not bode well for potty training.) In the process of trying to keep Drew away, get Garrett out, cleaned up and the floor cleaned up, G, who was tired and not at all happy about the attention, tripped and fell face first into a basket. Which resulted in much crying, and big hugs to comfort him. When he lifted up his face, I discovered that he had given himself a bloody nose (all over my shoulder). Clean up time number two.

Add to these the little scrapes on Drew's knees from tripping & falling to his knees during our walk in the park yesterday, and I have a feeling that I'm only seeing the tip of the iceberg.....