Not for the Quesy.

Nick is going to kill be but here it goes.

The other day was just the cherry on top on how our days have been as of lately.
(Our van battery died while at the store, Nick bought a new one and installed it while the boys and I melted in the heat...though afterwards Pops bought the little ones a cool treat.)
We'll we were in the van and Zenny told me he was bleeding....ALOT.
I frantically looked into my purse and glove box, where I usually keep a stash of tissues and wet ones, since both boys are major nose bleeders.
Well what do you know...nothing.
I looked back and Z looked like a scene out of Carey.
So I did what any mom whose kids face is hemorrhaging would do....I grabbed a sanitary napkin.
I sat there helping him and trying not to laugh.
Little E then asked..."Is that a diaper?"
I couldn't contain it anymore and started giggling.
Then the boys started giggling we all had a good giggle.
Nothing funnier than seeing your six year old with his hair pinned up with YOUR hair clip, a sanitary napkin on his face and giggling.

Not the best pictures, they are from my phone.

Not to mention we had to walk around the store with a kid whose bloody shirt made it looked like he walked out of a car wreck.

But Z didn't care all he wanted to know was if he was getting batteries for his remote control car that was waiting for him at home.

Funny because his Pop's was looking for a battery for his big car outside.

Oh the irony.

Thank you Z for being a good sport and not getting mad when I giggled.

Mom needed a good giggle, your the best!