Thursday night..

Was suppose to go out & get some pumpkin cheesecake - but we never made it there. One of my sisters went with some friends, my other sister & I were suppose to meet up with them. Well I went with Sandy to Lowe's since she needs a new washmachine, then we picked up Karla from school (she went to watch a play which ran a 1/2 hr later than expected) We dropped the kids off, called Deb & her friends & they were checking out of the Cheesecake Factory..so we said we'd meet them at this place in town, even though we were ready for bed..and disappointed at not having any cheesecake - now its like 10:45... we're tired..we're finally walking in the door & Sandy calls to check on the kids & to tell them what we're doing...Anthony said he had fallen in the fold up chair & his finger got caught..by the time he got his finger out it was flat.

So we call Deb - said sorry gotta run & rushed back over to her place. Poor Ants! His thumb was so swollen & bruised, his hand was shaking. Sandy called the doctor & said it could wait until today to be looked at, let the bruising go down some more & see if he can move it.

I'll have to check on my little man when I go to lunch. The poor thing. But ever since he was little - he is just not careful. Always hurting himself - cuts, bruises, scapes, bangs & he keeps on going. Typically rough little man.