Thursday Night Thriller

Shae decided to celebrate Veteran's Day by incurring a war wound of her own.
To record for posterity...she was trying to play catch (football) with Ally and Cy, when Cy's throw hit her in the face/near the eye. Shae cried and started running into the house (we were at Grandma and Grandpa E.'s, visiting my mother who, ironically, was recovering from a head wound of her own!)...tripped and fell on a small rock or something...and got a nice little gouge in her forehead.

Four hours later, after 2 butterfly bandages, I couldn't get the cut to stop bleeding, and we didn't want a big scar there...so Paige and I accompanied her to Urgent Care. Upon hearing the word "stitches" Shae started freaking out, but we calmed her down, held her hands, and after the shot to numb it, she was a real trooper. Thank you to the kind nurses and doctor who soothed my little girl and gave her (and her twin sister) new storybooks as parting gifts. Thanks to their mother for buying them Dilly Bars as a bribe for calming down. Thanks to twin sister for saying "You're really brave" and lending emotional support (when she wasn't in the bathroom crying her eyes out in sympathy)!!
O LORD my God, I cried out to You, And You healed me.--Psalm 30:2