How could someone so cute have such a rough time, you ask???
It's been a rough couple of weeks for daughter #1. Her ear drum ruptured. She missed New Years eve. Two weeks later she got braces and a mouth expander put in (which....I know isn't such bad news. She was actually pretty excited for it. Until they gave her the letter. The dreaded letter of what NOT to eat. For the next whole entire year. Almost EVERY SINGLE one of her most favorite and prized treats is ON THAT LIST. And who wouldn't be sad about that is what I'd like to know?)
The very next day brought a big ol' GASH on her thumb.
So, this normally very happy girl is sitting in the middle seat of the van, we're driving to the doctor so he can assess the damage done to her thumb, starts crying. Not a weeping, wailing, gnashing of teeth sort of a cry - just the quiet sniffley sort. She must have been thinking about the past couple of weeks.....
"Mom....this has been my worst year ever."
Well drat. We're only 20 days into it.
We made it to the doctor, and he said definitely stitches were in order - 6 of them. 6 HUGE stitches. I've never seen such THICK stitching thread. Her cut was so deep that anything thinner just wouldn't have held up, he said. It hurt. Super bad I'm sure. She was brave. Very brave. (much braver than the mom...who nearly passed out herself). She was rewarded with 2 suckers, 3 stickers, and an ice cream cone for courage.
Luckily her horrible no good very bad year only actually lasted about an hour.
Once she realized how fabulous it would actually BE to go back to school, even though she was officially "tardy", and have her turn to be the "Big Cheese" (that's the line-leader for the day..and it really did happen to be HER day to be it). A Big cheese WITH braces. AND STITCHES. Life is good in 3rd grade.
Kids are resilient thank heavens. Many days I wish I was so resilient. The 8 year old is back to her regular old happy self now.
I love that girl!
