Jesus it's cold. I know it's probably colder where
shanty,
weekendpbs, and
jassguitar are but I dont care. It's freaking cold here.
Last night, at bed time of course, Conn was downstairs and knocked over a lamp, shattering the bulb. He then got a shard of the glass stuck in his big toe. Who would have thought a person's toe could bleed so damned much. It was deep-ish. NOt emergency room deep, but kind of deep. We applied pressure to stop the bleeding (after he'd already bled all over Amanda's jammies) and bandaged his toe up, even securing it to the toe next to it to keep it from moving around. The fun never stops at the Mo house, kids. Never.