Déjà Vu

(Written Monday.) As sometimes happens in life, we had the pleasure of repeating a not so enjoyable experience today. Mattie pulled the tape off of his stitches tonight. With it came three of his five stitches. So, off we headed to the ER. Again. It's really not a bad place to be, it's just that it takes such a long time. We end up sitting here for hours, for just a few minutes worth of work. But, when you have kids, you have to just roll with it. And so, I found myself sitting in ER room 5 with Mattie once again. We blew more bubbles, we watched more tv, we got more stitches. We even had several of the same staff people working with us. This time I had them put in nylon (rather than dissolvable) stitches, in the hopes that we won't go for yet another repeat visit. As we set out in the car tonight, it was already dark out. Mattie immediately started looking for the moon again. When we couldn't see it through the clouds, he said, "I think the moon will growl at the clouds. He will surely scare them away, right?" I should have known it was going to be one of those evenings as soon as he spoke...