The Rest of the Story

After a long week I have to say....we survived...barely. I'd try to write something funny but at this point I'm just glad we are all not in bed watching movies all day. Actually, that would be a nice break.
Friday Scott got a call back from the DR and his foot is fractured in MULTIPLE places. Scott told him it didn't hurt too bad so the doc said he didn't need to have it casted. He was told to not play sports for 5 weeks. Well...apparently sports are only tennis and basketball because this weekend we are going to our friends cabin and he thinks he can four wheel and paintball. Real smart!!! I've tried to talk some sense into the matter but I've run out of will power for that!
We did have to put the cherry on the cake for the week, while at church yesterday. I was out in the hall with James when I hear Jenna screaming at the top of her lungs from the chapel. I walk around the side to see Scott and her coming down the hall. I asked...so are you heading to time out...Jenna was quite tired so I assumed she was having a moment. Scott pulled her away from his shirt and I noticed the blood. She put her top tooth through her bottom lip. It was like one layer away from popping through. To make things a little more unsettling we were both teaching second hour so had to put her in nursery being tired and bloody. Of course there wasn't ice to help her feel better. But she was a trooper and we all survived church. Scott taught his lesson with a bloody shirt, I stepped in for a missing teacher and then taught Relief Society the next hour. I thought Sunday's were to be relaxing....?????