Yesterday around noon I got the call from daycare. It is never good to get a call from daycare. The dread descends immediately and is only partially lessened when they say "Cash is okay, but....". Yesterday's minor emergency was that Cash had fallend and cut his lip. It was bleeding alot and they were concerned he might have bitten through. Ugh, just the thought makes me sick to my stomach. So I hopped into the car, zoomed over to school, and checked him out. He looked sort of fine, but there were two bitty cuts near his lip that looked deep. We decided to go the doctor rather than the emergency room. The result is no stitches, though he probably did bite through his lip. Cash seems fine today and it already seems to be healing.
He is an adventure.