Tim Russert, little boys and life

I was so shocked to here about Tim Russert's death. He will be missed. Tim left way to soon.

Today I had all these plans. I woke up early so that I could knit and tape. I wanted to finish a ball band cloth for my etsy site. I was going to take photos. Never got to the photos. Maybe tomorrow.

My son wanted me to baby-sit late this afternoon as he had a side job. I talked my husband into going with me because I was tired. After supper my grandson came in the house sobbing. He said he fell off his bike and hit a rock. The cut was very close to his right eye. When I tried to clean the wound I thought he needed one or two stitches. I called my son who got very angry with me. He couldn't leave because he just had cement delivered. I hung up on him and I took Mitch to the ER. My daughter-in-law called just as I was driving unto the campus. It took forever to get seen. Mitch was really good. He cried when his mom came but lost his voice when the doctor came in to talk to him. Instead of stitches the wound was superglued. He'll have a small scar.

I think I'll have a nervous breakdown now.