Well, she did want to be Hello, Kitty for Halloween.
Ivy is doing great. She got six stitches in her lip after some bedtime ballyhoo. You see, she has this routine of slipping out from under the covers after I tuck her in to give one more round of goodnight kisses. This night she just didn't make it back to her bed so safely.
We have an appointment to have the stitches checked and removed on Friday with a new-to-us doctor. Ours was over an hour away and moved offices even farther west. This new one came recommended by a friend and my phone call to them went something like this: Hi, are you taking new patients with a natural approach to health care? Also, we don't vaccinate. All good. So, can you take out my daughter's stitches this Friday?
We are hoping the wound heals up nice and clean on its own and over the next six months we can see what kind of scar (if any) is left. After that we can consider plastic surgery if needed.
Everyone in the E.R. made up over Ivy's blue eyes and how good she was. She was so still and also talked their ears off. Once we got home, however, she was back to her wild ways and has me seriously considering bubble wrap for the next small style. Do they make it for a mama's heart?