One of life's curve balls

The other day I was on my way to Casas for a doctor's appointment.

I dropped off my kids at my good friend's house and decided to stay for a minute and visit.

As I was about to stand up and leave we heard a door slam and instant crying.

Seconds later Johnny, who was home sick from Kindergarten, came out the door holding up a bloody finger.

I didn't think much of it until Jen came back to the door to LOOK FOR THE FINGER!

He had the tip of his finger cut off in the door!

After a few seconds of searching she found it...finger nail and all.

Jen calmly put it in a baggie of ice and proceeded to call the local doctor to see if he was in town.

Meanwhile her injured son was holding a cloth around his severed finger and crying. 

I told her to take him to the hospital and I would stay with the kids.

She picked up Johnny and ran to the van to rush him to the hospital down town.

I stayed with the other kids and answered phone calls and informed family members of the mornings' events.

Jen called me from the hospital and told me that Johnny was in surgery and they were reattaching his finger.  She was also blessed enough to have her father-in-law and sister-in-law there with her to lend their support.

I took her kids to my house and then picked up all our kids from the grade school and fed them lunch....put all the babies down for naps...and cleaned up while Jen was resting with little John out of a successful surgery.

I know we were in the right place at the right time to help in a time of need.

The boys were so cute and all of them climbed onto my bed to watch Tom and Jerry and take naps.

Once they awoke I took them back home to stay with the maid and then headed to the grade school to do Art with the first graders. 

When school let out one of Jen's kids came out with a HUGE homemade get-well card with candy on it for Johnny. 

His siblings were very concerned about their little brother and wanted to head straight home to meet him.