Unfortunately, we kicked our weekend off with a trip to the ER.
We were headed out this morning to the "indoor playground" (the play area at our gym so mommy & daddy could work out). The girls were excited to go, and were running to the car. I opened the car door to load our stuff, and Olivia ran fast behind me and right into the edge of the ajar door. I didn't think it would be more than a bump on the head, until I saw all the blood and an open gash on her forehead. I looked at Rob and said, "we need to head to the ER." Poor baby was completely freaked out and did not like that I had to hold a towel tight to her head the whole way there. And Caroline was very concerned for her sister, saying over and over, "what happen to sissy?!.. she bumped her head, she crying mama!" Thank goodness the Children's Memorial ER was not crowded at all that early, and we were seen right away. All the doctors were so sweet to the girls. They were hooked up with a movie to watch, popsicles, princess stickers and teddy bears.
Three stitches and a supply of Dora the Explorer band-aids later, Livi was good as new. She was walking around triage, holding her purple popsicle and telling all the doctors, "I all better now! I get to go to the park now!" Tough Girl! {My dad would attribute this to the Smith genes, of course}.
And after our traumatic morning and a much needed nap, here are my Rocky Balboa's (yes, Caroline HAD to have a Dora band-aid too). Livi's on the right.
