That special triplet bond.
Two Fridays ago I accidentally shut Eve's finger in the bathroom door. They are all obsessed with shutting doors right now (we have to shut every door 3 times so everyone gets a turn) and she ran around behind me and grabbed the door right under the hinge to try to catch it before I shut it. The door completely shut and latched before I even realized she was there. It totally ripped her fingernail off and she started bleeding like crazy. Of course I promptly freaked out, not only because my carelessness caused this horrible thing to happen to her and I felt like the worst mother alive, but because Tim was just getting back from a business trip that day and wouldn't be home for a few more hours, so I didn't know what I was going to do with Julia and Lily if I had to take Eve to the hospital.
So there I am, trying not to cry too hysterically, Eve is screaming, I'm trying to stop the bleeding, and I'm leaving a message with the pedi's office to see what I should do. I quickly look over my shoulder to see how Julia and Lily are handling this, and guess what I see?
Those of you expecting me to say they were gazing up at Eve with loving and concerned expressions while tearfully comforting each other will be sorely disappointed, because what they were actually doing was fingerpainting the kitchen floor with Eve's blood.
They look sweet, but really they are complete and total savages.
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I assume, because you can joke about it now, that Eve's finger is doing okay? How is it?
It's much better - thank you for asking! We had a hellacious trip to Immediate Care that I am trying to erase from my memory but by the next day she was pretty much back to her old self. It didn't even seem to hurt her by the next day. It wasn't fractured, fortunately, and everyone thinks the nail will grow back just fine.
I just hope she doesn't remember anything about the experience, though she is still talking about it at this point. ("I got a boo-boo! Mommy shut the door on my finger!")
Oh, I was feeling so bad for little Eve until I read the last two sentences, and then I couldn't help laughing out loud!!! At least the two others didn't start screaming in phantom triplet pain ... that would probably have made you and Eve cry even harder. :)
My dad accidentally slammed the car trunk on my little brother's fingers when he was four or five. Dad felt so terrible! But my brother healed right up. Unlike when a kid in preschool slammed a wooden brick on his pinky (and literally flattened it).
Or... maybe I'm just recalling the early days of Eve playing the role of Howler Monkey!
That's hilarious. Thank God you can joke about it now...
...until Julia and Lily end up being performance artists in NYC, famous for their blood paintings.
This post had quite a twist at the end that gave me a good laugh!
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