She eats screws for breakfast...

It's so much easier to update the sister blog. This one feels so heavy sometimes. So Had a busy series of days lately...my mother, grammie, and father all have birthdays within 4 days of each other. My family planned a big surprise party for my Grammie as she turned 80 this year. She seemed to like it and it was fun. For some reason, I find all birthday parties depressing at this point.

Last Saturday August managed to get her little hands on a package of screws in a drawer that before now, she was unable to reach. She ripped it open and had a handful of screws in her mouth in a flash. I was able to pull four out, but panicked that she'd swallowed one or more. Tim counted what was in the bag and retrieved and he said it was fine, that there were 50....until I saw one that had fallen on the floor.

Our first trip to the emergency room for August.

It bit.

We sat there for THREE hours before they even called us back to be seen. Now, August is a very well behaved girl, but you can only expect so much from a 19 month old who hasn't eaten and is going well past her nap time. She did well, but my nerves STILL feel a little raw from this experience.

Four hours after we arrive at the ER, we FINALLY get the x-ray results. No screw. Well, I certainly feel screwed up, so no screw except the proverbial one. Thank God.


Literally, one of the top ten worst experiences of my life. Worst days because of it really.

P.S. Baby skeletons in x-rays are SUPER cute