Audrey's Owie

"Settle down you guys. I don't want to spend all night in the emergency room."

These are the dreaded words. These are the words my dad used to say to my sisters and I when we got out of control. These are the words we learned quickly to listen to, because if we didn't, someone would inevitably end up with stitches or worse. These are the words I said last night when Khursten was chasing Audrey around the house laughing and squealing maniacally. I should have known not to utter these dreaded words. Once I did, there was only one possible outcome. And when Audrey collided head-on with the banister, I knew we were doomed.

Ryan and I couldn't decide whether or not her cut was bad enough to drive 35 min. to my parents' house, drop the girls off, head to the ER, wait another 3 hours, drive back to my parents' house, pick the girls up, and drive another 35 min. back home. I ran over to my friend's house because she's a nurse and I was hoping she'd have the expertise to decide for me. No luck... she wasn't home. We finally decided that since it was on her face, we didn't want to risk a scar so called my parents and off we went.

2 1/2 hours and $100.00 later, Audrey was all fixed up with three little stitches. I'm glad we took her in. I didn't think she needed stitches. I thought they'd just crazy-glue her back together like they did when my sister's little boy cut his head. She was such a brave girl the whole time. She didn't even cry and she did everything the nurse told her to do. All she kept saying is, "Audrey got big owie" I had the pleasure of watching the whole thing. Urghhh... I could never be a doctor.