GUILTY

Yall are so sweet with your comments on me being a great Mom, but before we get too excited....
Setting:
Sunday night - we stayed home all day as I have been having some issue with allergies and we did not make it to church that morning or to our group that night. Claire and I were sitting on the couch all cuddled up in a blanket. Shane is doing the dishes from dinner. Claire suddenly says, "Do you hear that? Is that Owen?" I realize she is referring to the sound of her new Nintendo DS that the Easter Bunny brought her, coming from upstairs....Owen is the only one upstairs. Owen is not allowed to play with the DS, Owen knows this fact.

Claire bolts up the stairs to get it from him, I stay on the couch. As she reaches the top of the stairs, I suddenly hear a LOUD "THWACK" and Claire starts screaming crying. I then fly up the stairs as I could tell in her voice, something is wrong. As I am halfway up the stairs, I see Claire at the top holding the DS, forehead and face covered in blood!!!!!!!!!!!!

I yell for Shane. I reach Claire and blood is literally pouring over her eyes and face from her forehead and she is in sheer pain and panic. I frantically yell for Shane and he knows now I am panicked and comes up the stairs with a towel. Neither one of us can see what has exactly happened, but in usual Shane and Rachel reaction, I am an absolute basket case and Shane calmly scoops her up takes her downstairs while holding the towel on her head. I now have to find the guilty party...

Owen was hiding in the covers in his bed, knowing he is in trouble. He gets in trouble and I bring him downstairs to see what he has done. He is bawling his eyes out, as is Claire, and he refuses to look at her. Shane has her cleaned up and we can make out a DEEP vertical gash/cut (about 1.5 inches) in her forehead just above her left eye, still bleeding. We don't know whether to take her to the ER, as Claire DOES NOT do well in those situations. Of course, this is Sunday evening, so Mom and Jake are not across the street to give us their opinion as they are at Church. As well, Shane's dad, who used to be a medic, is not available either as they are hosting their group. So Shane sends me to Walgreens with Owen to pick up some butterfly stitch/bandage and any other first aid items I can find. He has Claire calm, so she is finally relaxing her face and the cut is not constantly staying open and he is somewhat controlling the bleeding.

Owen and I run to Walgreens, $30 later in first aid items, I am on way home in a nervous breakdown. My first since I have been pregnant...all I can think is "Pretty soon, Bree is going to be in the middle of all this chaos!!!" I calm down, get home and all is well. Shane has Claire in a good spot, he doctors her up with a butterfly stitch and she seems okay. We wait a little bit and run by Shane's parents' house and he checks her out and says we did the right thing. We finally find out that Owen was at the top of the stairs when Claire came up and when he saw her, he threw the DS at her head!! Owen felt so bad and everytime we would talk to him about it, he would stick out his lip and start tearing up. Claire was a good sport, not too mad, she just said "Me and Owen just don't like each other" =).

When Shane was doctoring Claire, Owen was insistent that the get a bandaid on his head too, we had to make some light of the situation...we laughed so hard at him as he he indeed wore his shame =)...Claire is much better today and not bleeding at all. She hates to have her bandages changed, but other than that, we are all good!!