I can already tell this isn't going to be a good day. I hate to be such of a defeatist, but it sucks already.

Michael, sneaking down at 10:00pm to get a GameBoy, slipped on the wood floor and hit his head on the head of our wooden rocking cow and his thigh on the rocker portion and his bootie on the floor. He has a huge bump on his head behind his ear and this thigh was horribly bruised...I've never seen a bruise come up that fast. I'm debating on whether to take him to the doctor. If he is okay this morning I won't because I hate to go sit in the pediatrician's office when he is well and expose him to every disease waiting to be seen (he has seizures and I hate to expose him to illnesses that could raise his temperature).

I didn't sleep well, nobody would wake up and now am in a bad mood. Grrrr what a way to start the day.

I hope yours is better.

mjm