Thought I would share a glimpse of how crazy life can be. Chris had his CR study tonight at church (forgive me if you're not aware of this study) so I had the girls to myself. After a lovely loud dinner we headed outside for some bubbles, wagon pulling, swinging, and plant watering. On our way to water the plants Addie stops by the railroad ties and decides to "balance beam". This is not unusual. The plan in my head says, water plants then head inside for stories and bed. Addie had something else in mind. She was determined to master her balance beaming skills regardless of my instructions to come inside. She starts crying. Ava has disappeared to the backyard somewhere. I leave Addie in the driveway to finish her rant while I go look for Ava (who was putting the wagon back where it belongs...awesome). Meanwhile, Addie is still screaming my name and I can hear her foot steps getting faster as she's chasing me. Another detail to share is that we have a gravel drive and Addie was wearing her Crocs. Not a good combo. As I turned around to tend to her she tripped over a tree root, tripped, and landed mouth first into the gravel. Blood everywhere...except on my new white shirt miraculously. I throw down the watering cans, video camera, and mail and cradle her to the van where I have Kleenex. Meanwhile Ava is coming back up the drive in response to the drama. I take Addie in and she is totally inconsolable...tired and hurt. Ava starts asking for a snack. I tell her I'm busy helping Addie. She then asks if she can watch a movie. I'm busy. She throws a tantrum. So, round and round we went with requests and tantrums. Poor Addie has a HUGE lip b/c she wouldn't let me touch her with ice. I tried songs, spinning, holding her down. I hope she is able to suck her thumb so that she can sleep. It took me at least 45 min to get Addie fixed, diapers, jammies, and stories. They are now in bed and I wish I were doing the same.