...you slice a chunk off the top of your finger peeling a cucumber {yes that's as exciting as my story gets}, and the only band-aids in the house look like this...
yep the lovable space ranger Buzz :)
My guys tended to me, E told me "mom you're going to be ok, we are here, we'll take care of you"...he got me an ice pack. Matt brought me some neosporin, said band-aids, a kiss, then went to finish mealtime because of course the little guys have no clue mom is bleeding and cursing {in my head},
they just want more food!
they just want more food!
E then brought me a glass of water which he proceeded to drink himself :)
It's the makings of a sitcom {for real}. I am just glad that when I hurt myself there really isn't time to be in pain, and somehow I still manage to laugh.
So tell me how your answer to you know you're a mom when...
{we've all got one, do share!}
{we've all got one, do share!}
