Grandma's Afternoon

So yesterday I posted my dear mother's morning at our house with the kids. Here is the rest of her day, again as she tells it.
P.S. Mom, have I told you how much we love and appreciate you lately? Well we do. Alot.

Oh my day got better. I was sitting on the recliner, Colt was on the floor with a toy and Grace was watching tv. Colt threw his toy and hit me sqaure in the mouth. I ran and grabbed a wash rag to hold on my mouth. I heard a thump and Grace let out a scream. She had been swinging her soccer medal around and hit herself in the head. Her eyebrow was gashed open bleeding. I took the rag off my lip and grabbed an ice pack to put on Grace. Colt saw the chance to slip into Grace's bedroom; I noticed her door open told her to hold the rag and went for Colt. Just as I went into the room he took Grace's missionary bank, tipped it up into his mouth, and poored pennies down his throat. I said spit those out, but one was caught in his throat and he was starting to gag. I slapped his back and out flew the penny. What a day! Tomorrow we start over. Grace's eyebrow was still bleeding when I left, but it was such a tiny cut that it should heal without stitches and Colt went to bed for a nap. I could use one now that I think about it!