Luke's stitches

so luke might be accident prone (sort of like his mother).. He loves to run around naked after he gets bathed..I think it is precious, except when the stinking dogs are in the house and then it is just sick and wrong because Masher loves to lick his bum and private part...umm, yes... Luke thinks it is funny and it tickles so he stops, drops and rolls while Masher proceeds to treat his "special places" as if they were covered in gravy..soo nasty.  So on Saturday, Luke had just gotten his bath (he was clean for approximately 4 seconds) and he escaped from his towel and started running from the sick pig dog.  As he ran by me I feebly called out to him to stop running and come get dressed ("Don't let that dog lick your butt!" is really what I said) he sort of tripped or slipped and fell right into the lamp table.  He hit so hard, I was scared to look at him.  I grabbed him up and started yelling for Todd.  Needless to say, we ended up at Primary Children's ER for stitches (3 in his lip and 5 on his chin).  His teeth cut up the inside of his mouth, poor little monster.  Todd had an anxiety attack watching someone else stitch him up.. we thought it would be best if Todd could just be Dad and not the MD, but we will never do that again, cause Todd about crawled out of his skin because he felt he could have (I'm sure would have) done better.  They let a new doctor try her hand at the stitches on his chin--she tried for 5-10 minutes before the other doctor moved her out of the way.. It was sort of stressful, but we survived.  We have also been dealing with sick kids all week.  Maddie and Tanner have had cold/flu and I was feeling lucky that I hadn't had to clean up any puke...Of course that is just tempting fate..Luke woke up about 30 minutes ago puking in his bed, with a fever.  OOhh how I love the flu..