So my husband and I were up but the morning was so quiet and peaceful.  The boys were still sleeping at 8:30am!  Of course I just *HAD* to check on them.  So I went through my office into the little one’s room to see the sleeping quiet boys.  On my way back, I knocked into a large picture that was waiting for us to hang up.  CRASH!!  Yep, it fell down and broke.  The pieces were fairly large and easy to pick up.  We picked them all up and put them in my office trash can.  So as my husband is vacuuming, I am standing next to the trash can.  I go to scratch my head and as I bring my hand down, BAM - I put my hand directly into a large piece of glass.  DARN - I wake up the kids and now I have to stop the darn bleeding.  So husband and kiddos in pajamas have to take mom to the urgent care clinic up the road (did I mention the dense fog) to get her hand glued.  I was happy to avoid stitches but I learned some things:

• Don’t bother sleeping kids
• Let husband pick up all of the broken glass and go far, far away.