Let's not make this a habit

While at work today, I got a frantic call from Dane: Ty had slammed his finger in a door - what should he do? He thinks that the fingernail might fall off. My response: give him some tylenol, ice it, and see if it gets better. If the fingernail falls off, put a band-aid on his finger. If it doesn't get better in about a half an hour, then call my dad and maybe take him to the emergency room. I get off the phone with Dane and laugh it off with my fellow nurses telling them that Ty'll be fine, Dane's just a little panicked. I proceed to take care of my patients when about a half an hour after I had talked with Dane, my secretary told me that they (Dane, Ty, Libby, and my dad) were all down in the emergency room. GEESH! This was overkill. When I went down and saw them, Libby and Ty were really excited to see me. However, Ty seemed fine, except for a lone bruised fingertip. Oh well, they were already getting into a room to wait and see a doctor. I only stayed for a little bit (I was still on the clock) and then got an update from Dane when they were finishing up - Finger is not broken. Keep an eye on it and call a doctor if it gets too swollen and needs to be drained. So when they were done (after only about 3 hours, not bad comparing to the lighter fluid incident - see below), they came up to my floor so that all my co-workers could see the kids, then we went to the cafeteria for some dinner. (Side note: I expected the compliments on my kids. However, I was surprised at a couple of the nurses noting how handsome my dad is - if they only knew!) I think that the next time they want to come have dinner with Mommy on her break, they should just ask instead of spending time in the emergency room first.

And now here's some pics of Ty displaying his adventurous spirit:

And this is a little video of him trying to be Indiana Jones (it's hard to hear because of the wind, but he's singing the theme song to Indiana Jones as he's swinging).