As I said in the "Our 4th of July" post, we were exhausted at the end of the day and barely had the energy left for hugs, kisses, prayers, drinks, toothbrushes and the rest of the nightly ritual. One part of the ritual which we opted to skip was the nightly inspection of the boys' room (usually done at the same time as prayers). Climbing the ladder to the boys' room just seemed like too much effort Friday night, so we prayed downstairs and sent them off to dreamland. That is the last time we will ever do that.
We took his stitches out yesterday. The swelling is gone, the black eye is gone, the penicillin shots are gone (for which Jess is extremely grateful!!!), the crooked grin is not gone...but he's still adorable!!! We just thank God over and over that the chair missed his eye. God always watches over fools and small children...and fools with small children, too!