Saturday, October 27, 2007

Not So Great in Emergencies

So today was my day to wake up with the little kid. I dragged my pillow and blanket out to the couch and struggled to stay conscious while he ran around and terrorized things. Big Kid woke up and I got him some breakfast and reclaimed my couch territory. little kid was in his room and I figured he was probably getting all of the diapers out of the package, throwing wipes around or yanking clothes out of his closet, so I figured we were A-OK.

All of a sudden, I heard one of those cries. You know the cry I mean. The kind that makes your stomach lurch and gets your adrenaline pumping. I swear I flew to his room, made it there in a single bound. I looked around and didn't see him immediately and heard his screams from the corner next to his bookcase. I spot him reaching for me and notice blood all over his face, all over his shirt, all over the stuffed animals around him. Then I see the heavy Disney water globe on the floor next to him.

As I picked him up blood was dripping into his eyes and from his nose and was all over his mouth and hands. It got all over my shirt and was dripping onto the floor. Apparently, my maternal instincts kicked in because all I could do was scream:

MR. ASHLEY!!!!! MR. AAAASSSSSHHLLEEEYY!! OMG! OMG! OMG! NOOO!! MR. ASHLEY COME HERE QUICK. AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH. OH GOD OH GOD NO. THERE IS BLOOD EVERYWHERE. HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Which naturally summonsed him to me in a single bound. Within milliseconds he had a paper towel and little kid.

Mr. Ashley: Ashley, hold his arms. (applying pressure to the wound)

Ashley: OMG OMG, IS HE OKAY? PLEASE TELL ME HE'S OKAY.

Mr. Ashley: He's okay. He may need some stitches. Please, just hold his arms.

Ashley: STITCHES?? NOOOOO. NOT STITCHES. NOT ON HIS FACE. OH GOD NO.

Mr. Ashley: Hold his arms.

Big Kid: Do you see dis owange fedder? A buwd must have come in da middle of da night and left dis clue dor me.

Ashley: IS HE OKAY? OMG. IT'S SO MUCH BLOOD.

Mr. Ashley: Hold his arms. Please, just hold his arms.

Big Kid: Daddy, did you hear me? Dat I found dis clue? Dat da buwd left me?

Ashley: WILL HE HAVE A SCAR? OH MY POOR BABY.

Mr. Ashley: I heard you Big Kid, okay? I heard you. Your brother is hurt. Ashley, hold his arms.

Ashley: OH GOD, OH GOD. I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS.

Big Kid: I'm just twyin' to tell you dat a buwd flew in here over da night, while I was sweeping and he left dis fedder dor me as a clue. I'm just twyin' to tell you dat. Okay?

Mr. Ashley: OKAY. Ashley, hold his arms!

Turns out he just has 4 puncture wounds to the head and he may have bit his tongue or had a bloody nose too. Ugh. I feel so bad, but I didn't think he could reach the snowglobes and he loves to listen to them when he goes to sleep. I guess he climbed the bookcase and pulled it down. It's a Lady & The Tramp globe and a little barrel of sticks broke off and impaled him in the forehead.
So, we've learned a couple of things this morning. 1. little kid can climb his bookcase. 2. Mr. Ashley has the patience of a saint. 3. Big Kid is not nearly as empathetic as we give him credit for. We generally view him as being overly sympathetic to sad situations and people's injuries and illnesses. 4. And most importantly, I can't be left alone with these kids. I clearly cannot be trusted in a panic situation.




21 comments:

Deb said...

"Apparently, my maternal instincts kicked in." *snicker*

Anonymous said...

I am glad he is ok. Very scary!!! Such a gorgeous baby.

Did I miss the update about what the vet said about your dog?

Ned said...

So glad he is ok! It is great that Mr. Ashley kicks in when there is a crisis.

Jennifer said...

Holy shit!! Glad he's ok. Chicks dig scars.

barefoot gardener said...

I so love Big Kid! I swear, if you just posted everything he said for a week, I would probably be content.


Oh, and I am glad that the little one is ok. Maybe now he will know not to climb on stuff, huh?

Kate said...

LOL at least Mr. Ashley didn't tell him to walk it off or rub some dirt on it! Glad Little Kid is ok and I hope Big Kid is still on his detective hunt!

Jennifer said...

awwww, poor baby! I'm glad to hear he's alright!

ElleBee said...

I'm with Barefoot Gardener. Big Kid CRACKS ME UP! So glad the little kid's OK, though. Hope the same can be said for Mom!

Carol said...

Don't feel too bad... my 14-month-old came down with the stomach flu this past week and as soon as I knew he was puking his guts out in his crib, I screamed for my husband. Vomit and me ain't a good mix.

You know what? If you had been home by yourself, you would have handled things just fine. Maybe not so patient with Big Kid (Mr. Ashley *is* a saint!), but fine, nonetheless.

Anonymous said...

Poor little kid! I hope he heals quickly! Andrew decided to smash his fingers in his bedroom door the other day while I was chatting away on my cell. Made me feel like the worst mother ever, but he's fine. He was done crying 3-4 minutes later.

Jill (Andrew's Jilly Bean on BBC)

Renee said...

Oh no, poor Little Kid. Give him a hug from my gang. BK is so hilarious. The feather was a clue that a bird left for him overnight. What a trip!

Anonymous said...

Aww hun! I'm glad he's OK!! Don't be too hard on yourself. It happens to ALL of us at least once! (((Hugs))

Anonymous said...

Even with a few holes in his head he is still one cute kid! And, yes, I have the same reaction to my kids getting hurt - I scream for my husband as loud as I can.

Lisa

lyndakay916 said...

If he still has has those little puncture marks on his head by halloween we can just say that another bird pecked him..

I can imagine all the blood that probably went with that scenario and I totally understand why you freaked out-what a fun way to start the day!

Anonymous said...

Aww he is so cute and I agree chicks dig scars just tell him to make up a better story than a Lady and the Trap snow globe fell on my head!!

BK is too funny he was obviously worried about his brother!

BTW your not a bad mom my kids get into something all the time while I am "watching" them. Make sure you ask him "did you learn anything?" like you do NOT climb your bookcase!

Joy

Buttercup said...

I think Little Feller looks like the bad-ass he is with the puncture wounds. There will be no jagged scar to mar his beautiful face

I really don't know if I have the emotional fortitude required to raise little boys. They get into everything!

While we don't want our boys to be pussies we sure don't need this type of panic on a regular basis. I think I will start following my husbands instructions to keep the boy child confined at all times.

Lord grant me the strength...

Buttercup said...

Did you tell Big Kid the clue was that he should go get an adult when Little Kid is doing dangerous stunts.

Cinnamon said...

Poor little guy! Love the happy face on him in the picture, he feels that all will be okay now!

Cake said...

Awww! He even smiled for the camera! He's so cute! Glad he's ok! and LMAO at the Big Kid.

Anonymous said...

Just a lurker on your blog but wanted to say the SAME thing happened to my 4 year old she was trying to get down a snow globe from a tall dresser and it fell on her head. She ran out of her room with blood all over her face and it freaked me out! Dang Snow Globes!!!

Stacy said...

Hmmm I was thinking about getting my 3 1/2 year old a snow globe for Christmas but maybe that's a really bad idea now! I would have freaked out the same way if I came in and found my 1 year old covered in blood. It scares the crap out of me when my kids get hurt! I'm glad LK is ok and I'm LOL at BK just jabber jawing away about his clue all the while things are crazy!