Terrible! Awful! Unbelievable!

Get this!!! Last night Bry and I were headed out to grab a bite to eat as it was date night and I live for date night. We had just been arguing with Jake because he was being a little brat. You see, we lock our bedroom door when we leave since we can't trust our kiddies to stay out! We don't want them on our computer without supervision and the tv in our room is the only one in the house that doesn't have blocks on it. That was what made him mad. He wanted to watch OUR tv.

So we left and I threatened him that he would be babysitting for free if his attitude didn't change. (We pay him a little when we do fun things like date night. It helps him be a better sitter). Anyway, we had driven about a mile down the road when my cell rang. I answered and there was screaming on the other end. I finally had to yell at him to get him to stop and tell me what was wrong.

He said he had hopped off the kitchen counter and caught his bottom on an open cupboard below and he was bleeding. We quickly turned around and came home, I took him into my bathroom to check it out.

He had taken a chunk about a half inch around out of his bottom. It was very close to his vital parts. I called Bry in and we quickly decided to take him to the emergency room. Bry took him and I waited. And waited and waited!!! I could have killed him. He left his phone in the car and never called from the hospital. What an awful feeling to worry and not know what was going on.

To make this long story short, he got 4 stitches and is in quite a bit of pain. He's on some nice pain killers and has to get the stitches out in 10 days. Poor thing. He's supposed to keep flat for the next 2 days and try not to move too much. Ya, tell that to a 12 year old who is feeling the effects of the drugs and thinks he doesn't hurt too bad anymore!

Drama, drama, drama. We attract it like flies to honey! The moral of this story is...don't climb on your counters and for Pete's sake, don't jump off without looking where you are going!!!