would you believe that we had another trip to the ER this week? it was sawyer this time, with a minor head injury. and it all happened right outside the trader joe's.
i drove the boys down to pittsburgh for the night yesterday, and i thought i'd stop in at trader joes to get some coveted kefir (you can't get it up here), full-fat yogurt (another thing you can't find in stores here - they're all low-fat) and yummy snacks for our day.
so the three boys and i piled out of the car, as we always do...rowan first, then sawyer, and then adam. as we stepped onto the sidewalk, rowan began running towards the door, and as usual, sawyer followed. at which point he fell and his forehead met the pavement for the very first time (please, let it be the last???). screaming ensued...a nice woman gave me a tissue and then left...and then i didn't know what to do.
immediately, the nice man from one of TJ's registers came outside and asked if there was anything he could do...at which point another patron of the store offered me her cell phone. i called kenny who was only a few blocks away at work and told him that we'd be making another trip to the ER. another TJ employee came out and asked if there was anything sawyer would want to make him happy...the only thing that came to mind was chocolate milk - a favorite rare treat for them these days. she came back out a few minutes later with four containers of amazingly yummy chocolate milk...sawyer rejected it. sawyer rejected chocolate milk! but rowan got his own and he was done with it in 2 mintues flat.
at this point, the bleeding was stopping, so i though i'd pile them all back into the car, pick up kenny and head to Children's Hospital (thank God we were so close to Children's!) if he thought it needed a stitch or two. another patron came over and told me that she had three (or was it two?) boys of her own, now grown, and she'd been through this a few times in her day. she offered sawyer a brand new container of chocolate peanut butter cups...he rejected those as well! he just kept crying and saying, "but it HURTS, mama!" poor, sweet thing. it must have hurt for my little sugar-addict to reject two chocolatley treats. just an hour previous to this incident, on our way down in the car, he was looking at a book that had a picture of jelly beans in it and told me he wanted a jelly bean pie. (how's that for a sugar high?).
the hospital stay was much more brief than rowan's, and kenny got the honors while i hung out with adam and rowan at the nearby (BIG!) library. he was all smiles when i picked them up a few hours later, sporting a bright yellow (green, maybe?) bandaid on his forehead. no stitches needed - just a cleansing and glued shut (two deep holes, not wide enough for stitches or staples, but deep enough to keep closed). he then downed the entire container of chocolate milk he was given by the nice people of Trader Joes. they didn't even charge me for them...and they lost my business that day since i never stopped foot into their store!
have i mentioned how nice the employees of Trader Joes are, yet?