Aftermath

I'm happy to say that Saturday's trip to the ER is a memory. I don't think Claire remembers it, or if she does, it's a distant memory.

I'm trying to take the same view.

Sunday was a normal day. Dave had to work, so it was more like a weekday. I took the kids to the park, and to run some errands, made dinner. There were baths and bedtime.

Normal.
I like normal, don't you?