It's like a box of stick-on hugs.

Fiona fell over today and scraped her knees. She has been pretty sad about it all day and keeps hobbling around like she suddenly has a wooden leg which is funny for me, but then I feel bad for laughing at her. She needed a giant band-aid for the bad one and a little band-aid for the less scraped one and on the box I spotted this:

"You're going to be just fine!"? Really? Thanks for the warm fuzzies, band-aid. They're practically saying "suck it up, whiner, it's just a scratch".

I really hope they have a variety of helpful platitudes for the different products they offer... like on the roll of extra heavy duty antiseptic infused bandages... "looks like you've hurt yourself pretty badly buddy, maybe you should see a doctor". Or for the band-aid brand tourniquet... "you're in serious danger of death or permanent disfigurement, you should call 911".

Thanks for keeping it real, band-aid.

Fiona's bad day

Today started well for Fiona. She was up and at 'em at 5.45. Had a cookie for breakfast. The cookie had oatmeal in it so it's healthy. She played with Daddy and Dell-Roo and then made some paintings with her feet (her new favourite game). She sat in the kitchen sink for a while to clean her feet (and she cleaned the sink too, so that's pretty nice!). Then she dried off and played some more. I made her a totally awesome duplo helicopter...

Then she got a BIG owie. She closed a door on her thumb and somehow really, really hurt it. She tore a big flap between the knuckle and the nail and it clearly needed stitches, so off we all went to the emergency room. She was hysterical, it was awful. Luckily there was no wait and they saw us immediately. I think running in the door with a child screaming that loudly will get you attention in most situations, and this time it worked to our advantage.

They x-rayed it and found that she'd actually managed to fracture it. Poor, poor little thing. They had to put in an IV and very heavily sedate her to make her comfortable enough for them to get a good look at the wound, and it seemed she'd nicked the tendon, but it looked ok. THAT was a relief. The doctor gave her 4 or 5 stitches and bandaged her up, and then the sedation started wearing off. Despite the awfulness of the whole thing, it was kind of amusing to see her all goofy and happy after being sedated. She was rambling on about the stars on the ceiling and seeing two mummies, and two Dells (double vision, totally normal), and was, at that point, pretty happy with the world (although she looks totally miserable here, she's not, she's just really zoned out).

After watching the whole "Finding Nemo" movie and eating two popsicles, she was sober enough to be allowed to leave.

She needs to see the doctor on Thursday to have it checked and make sure it's healing properly, and then the stitches come out in about 10 days. She has been in pretty good spirits this evening, and is sleeping peacefully. Hopefully tomorrow will be ok. It's going to be sore for a while.

Since I feel like we should have a happier picture in here too, here she is a couple of weeks ago modeling the hat we made for Adele's friend Aubrey's 1st birthday. I had to have her test it out to make sure it looked ok on on a real live person. And she was just so cute in it, I'm making her one of her own...