Just another day

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Thanks to a crappy camera, here goes my thousand words to describe my day. It's really sad about no camera because the kids were so dang cute all bundled up to play in the snow this morning. I got the boots, gloves, snow pants, hats, coats and scarves on all three of them in 40 minutes flat - that's got to be some kind of sad world record. They waddled up the street to collect friends and were back home with snot frozen to their little faces within minutes, needing hot chocolate. I wished I could have a before and after picture. (before and after the snot) It is so frustrating to see them taking off all the gear before I've even stopped sweating from putting it all on them!
After we got Cameron on the bus I was changing Luke's clothes and heard Adam come tearing down the hall. I heard his feet slip and his head bang on the wood floor. Then, being the caring mom that I am, said (without looking), "Adam! It's hard to feel sorry for you when you fall every thirty seconds!"
Then I turn around to see Adam holding his hand to his head and blood everywhere. I'm not really sure how he manages it, but that kid looks like he gets beat up on a daily basis. I don't even know how he cut it open hitting his head on the floor. Is that possible? Apparently so.
I cleaned up the mess and checked out the cut. He probably needed one or two stitches, but I'm not really up for the emergency room, ever. So I super glued it. That's right. Dr. Laurie on the scene. I'm my own McDreamy.
It's probably best that I don't have a photographic blog. You don't have to endure pictures of my kids covered in snot and blood.