Accident x 3

#1- A little over a week ago Kenna, not watching where she was going, tripped over a brick while also carrying a brick, fell and smashed her finger between the two bricks. Her sister was stacking them in a different spot and had tried to get her to pick up those instead of going to the mess of bricks. No such luck. The result, a split open finger with guts hanging out and two other scraped up spots around the finger and an emergency room visit on a Friday evening for 3 stitches.
I could not get her to stop screaming or wanting to shake her finger. Mike was supposed to be coming home not long after we left him at his shop. Well he didn't show up and the lawn mower was making a funny noise, so I decided to work on the design for the brick pathway. The girls were bringing me bricks when Kenna fell. When I picked her up it was just gushing blood. (Sorry not for the faint reader). Due to her shaking her finger there was blood everywhere including all over the sink, wall, cupboards, and counter when I tried to clean it up. It just kept bleeding so I tried to apply pressure at the bottom of the finger to make it stop bleeding and boy was that a hard task. I got Kenna to calm down a couple times but it didn't last more than a few seconds.
She's already known for being a screamer in our neighborhood, so that just made it worse. I finally called Mike and semi-told him what happened and to hurry home. Luckily it wasn't too much longer and he was there and was able to help calm her down. Thankfully after looking at it, he said hospital. Now he absolutely hates hospitals, doctors, anything of the sort, so I was surprised that he actually didn't just want to superglue it or something similar.
So we spent the evening at the hospital. I didn't even think about what I was wearing until we got there. My shirt was dirty and bloody from Kenna and I was wearing my holey knees pants because of my leisure homework and maybe mow the lawn and clean day. Needless to say I felt like a scrounge. Apparently Mike did to in his greasy work clothes. Which obviously wasn't the priority, but after she was fine we noticed our lovely appearances. Anyway Kenna was such a big girl. She did not like the numbing shot, at all. We did have to hold her down for that and we think he gave her a little more than probably necessary, but it definitely helped. The whole time he stitched her up she just sat and watched. If something happened to her view she would move her head or move her finger so she could see again. It was so nice that way. When Brooke had to have stitches in her lip we had to hold her down the whole time. The Dr. was so impressed with McKenna. Both girls received a little thing from the hospital for drawing and coloring and Kenna also got a little stuffed dog. It was quite the experience for us (especially with her so active, even being hurt), but we were thankful the finger wasn't broke and it wasn't any more serious.
I forgot to take a before picture, but I made sure to take a pic after the stitches, though it wasn't easy either, due to all the cool toys and crayons she just got.

 Mike took the stitches out Friday before we left, which she did not like at all. She apparently thought it was going to hurt. Which it did, after she moved and Mike got her skin instead of the stitch. Nothing bad though.

#2- Last Saturday as we were getting ready at my sisters house, Kenna who loves wearing her big sisters shoes decided to turn around on Shilo's steep stairs in big sisters flip flops and fell causing this (below), under her bottom lip. (It just looks like a slight carpet burn in the pic, but it created a really good scab. It didn't hurt her much, she was more tired... but it created something other than a bruise)

#3- And to complete it all off a fall in Cabelas resulting in a split open forehead. Mike just finished telling her not to run or she was going to hurt herself (yes this is a daily sometimes by the minute saying for her) then bam! Shes down and head smacks a shelf near the floor. Mike picks her up and he says (once again not for the faint reader) the blood was squirting out of her head at him. We already knew we had left the wipes in the car but luckily we had a blanket from her sleeping on it in the cart when we first arrived. I grab it and he tries to hold it to her head the best he is able to. (Yes once again a chore). Luckily we were near the front so after trying to get her to calm down he walks over to a couple workers who had the first aid kit under their little counter thing. Due to her freaking out, they just put a piece of gauze or whatever that thing is called and wrapped her head. We saw Mike's "aunt" when they walked through the front doors and I was wishing her husband was more than a respitory therapist. Luckily we got Kenna calmed down, we saw the fish then left. That injury cut our plans short and we just headed for home. Even more luckily though, she stayed awake (for a very long time) and it stopped bleeding. We decided not to stop in B on our way home to see about stitches. We just put a butterfly on Monday morning and she has been her normal self.

Yes we have one clumsy? Accident prone? Doesn't watch where she's going? I think a bit of all three, girl. All in all, we are so grateful and so blessed to not have had more er trips or dr visits than we have with her. Most of the time she only has bruises and scrapes. (If you ever see her legs you'll see what I'm talking about). But she is extremely active and ALWAYS in a hurry. But we love her and she definitely makes us laugh.