Well, Friday was a tough one! We were all winding up our days, I was working on a project with my boss, my sister was on the road coming home as was my brother in law. Then the phone call. My sister called to say that Quinn had been hurt in basketball practice and they were talking about taking him to the hospital. I told her I'd meet her if she needed (Roger was about 80 miles away!) so I finished up my task and started to head out the door only to hear from her again to say that they were going to AIR LIFT him to another hospital - a trauma center! Ok, so now I'm doing 45 in a 35 then when I get on the tollway I'm at oh, let's say a lot over the limit! My sister watches the helicopter land at the hospital and maybe 20 minutes later we finally got to go in the room. Meanwhile my dad has raced to the hospital too. Well, what turned out to be a very long and stressful afternoon, he was ok and just has a good case of whiplash and a concussion.

I'm so glad my nephew is ok. He scared us so, and we love him so much. Please remember, hold your children closely and love them!