Then they decided to do the dishes. They had so much fun. "We made some big soaps and it was overfloated with big soaps."
Madison fell down the stairs in a tall wicker laundry basket. She was playing hide and seek with her daddy and hid in the laundry basket. Brian knew she was in there and was just playing with her and said, "I don't know where Madison is, but I need to take this laundry down stairs." He proceeded to carry Madison down the stairs and the handles broke on both sides and she fell down the rest of the stairs in the basket. She hit her head at the bottom and it immediately started bleeding and she was screaming. We wrapped her head to stop the bleeding and let her calm down so we could look at it. We canceled with the people we were about to have over for dinner in one hour. Stopped in the middle of cooking dinner, had a neighbor come over to give her a blessing with Brian, and then took her to the ER. We left Abby with some friends.
This picture was when she was enjoying herself watching a Barbie movie and eating a popsicle. Everyone was so nice (they have a pediatric ER here). The head doctor came in and said, "Is this the one that fell down the stairs in a laundry basket?" Poor Brian had to explain what happened about 5 times. He was just being a fun dad:-) Well, then they had to numb it with a topical cream for 20 min., but I'm not sure it numbed it good enough because then they had to hold her down, scrub it out, and staple it shut with two staples. She was screaming bloody murder at this point. It was a scream of, make them stop...why are you letting them do this to me...it was horrible. After what seemed like forever, they were done and Madison was a wreck. We took her home and she calmed down as Brian explained to her why they had to hold her down and what the staples looked like. She was fine after that and understood, but it would have been nice if we could of explained it to her before. She was a trooper!
Can you see the staples? Just two of them.
A day later and she is happy as can be. We just can't wash her hair for 24 hours and so it's pretty nasty in the back:-) I'm just glad we didn't have child protective services come to our house...besides, who could make up a story that crazy right? I was tempted to bring the basket as proof...it was a bit mangled.