As I sit here in my bed, typing on my laptop, watching (well half ass watching) last weeks CSI. I am feeling a bit calmer then this morning. WAY Calmer. I have been taking deep breaths all day in an attempt to get myself to calm down. The hubby worked it out so that we can still go this weekend, considering the circumstances. In all honesty, I was going to go either way. With or without him, but would rather take him with me. The kid is fine, still in the hospital. He will be in 2 casts for 3 weeks. One arm was only fractured, so less healing time. I can already see it's going to be 3 weeks of hell! But I will try and enjoy myself as much as I can this weekend.
My son did make me laugh tonight though. He was watching that Fred movie tonight and some kid said the word "pitch" he thought the kid said "bitch" He said mommy he just said a bad word. I said what did he say? He smiles and says bitch. I said NOOO, he didn't say that (its Nickelodeon) he rewound it and said see he said bitch. I say, he said PITCH, like when you pitch a ball. He didn't believe me, so we had to leave it at bitch.
Well its almost bedtime, and having my blood pressure through the roof all day is really exhausting. So I think I will call it a night. Hopefully tomorrow will be shit free. I hope.