One minute we’re all on the couch eating popcorn and watching a movie, the next moment we’re in the car driving to the ER.
Max hurt himself in a way that I won’t get into because even I wish I could forget it, but it turned out fine in the end and it was a good thing that I took him because it could have been serious and I wouldn’t have really known.
By the end of the night the kids were feeling way better, relieved for Max and kind of slap happy. When they’re like that they are just pure entertainment.
I feel very lucky that we have a great hospital so close to the house.
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