Joel got pretty sick on Saturday night, running a fever of 103. We put him to bed and prayed for him, and he woke up feeling a little better with a lower fever in the morning. Nat stayed home from church with the kids, though.
I got home from church around 2:30, only to hear Joel screaming from upstairs about 10 minutes later. We can't be sure, but it looks like he was trying to climb to the top of the rocking chair to get into the windowsill. It didn't work out so well for him, and he fell down and bit his tongue. Now understand, when I say bit his tongue, I mean he bit his tongue.
We debated on whether or not to take him to the ER or urgent care, or whether it would heal okay on its own. After calling a friend of ours (thanks Anna) and doing a brief search online, I made the decision to just ride it out. It wasn't all the way through, but pretty close. He's now on a steady diet of popsicles and yogurt.
BUT WAIT, THERES MORE!!
Yep, the drama doesn't end there. We all got up this am and I got ready to head to church and Nat was working on getting Charis ready for school. Nat said she wasn't feeling well, but would take Charis to school anyway. I got a call about 3 hours ago asking if I could come home. Natalie has been quite sick all morning. Any time she stands she, well, you know.
And here's one more photo just for laughs. When do you know its time to change a diaper?
When it comes out of the armpit!!
