This post is coming to you via my WordPress app on my iPhone. Even though I loathe typing on this infernal thing I’ll do it. My blog has become my message in a bottle, and all during the day I read your comments and know I’m not alone on my adventure.
Speaking of adventure, we’re all in the ER! At 10:30 pm! For stitches for Naturalist, who met up with the business end of a sharp pair of scissors. Incidentally we’re at the same hospital Golfer was born at 10 years ago!
Visiting the hospital with 3 tired kids wasn’t really in my plans, but things not going according to my plans IS part of my plan…so this weirdly works out just right. Although I haven’t told anyone they lock the gates to the RV park after 10, so we’ll have a nice half mile walk to the RV. !!!
But when we go to sleep finally, we’ll have the Pacific ocean in our ears. And we’ll wake up 15 feet from the beach.
They’re about to clean her wound and either stitch it or dermabond it, depending on what Naturalist prefers. Wish us luck!
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