Joshua and I came up to Logan yesterday to be with Kevin for the rest of the week. As a lot of you know, it's not my favorite place. I love being with Kev but our apt up here is without a lot of stuff: dishwasher, furniture, tv, internet, and vacuum (vacuum being the important one today). Well, last time we were here I dropped a glass jar and thought I picked up all of the pieces but I didn't have a vacuum to double check. Anyways, today Josh and I were getting ready to go on a walk and I noticed his mouth was bleeding. I assumed it was a tooth coming in or something but I checked and saw a piece of glass in there! Anyone who knows me well, knows I get stressed and I freak out immediately. So there we were outside: me starting to cry, prying open Josh's mouth and him screaming at me. After a lot of poking inside that mouth of his, I finally got the glass out, but not without some anxiety! Does anyone else have any high anxiety moments with their children or am I the only one? Nothing ever seems to go wrong when Kevin is with Joshie.