I was downstairs talking to my husband. We both heard a "thud" and then crying. We ran up the stairs to see my daughter crying, laying on the floor, and blood coming out of both of her nostrils.
I began to scold my son, thinking he pushed her off the bed. Then, I stopped myself and apologized to him. I asked him what had ahppened, and I got his reply. I asked my daughter, and she told me her reply.
We took Frankie (the two-year-old) downstairs where she vomited. We think she vomited because she was crying and had herself worked up. We got her cleaned off and calmed down and looked at her face again. I have never seen blood coming out of both the nostrils at once that would not stop, not that I have vast experience, but it was bad.
You know how you say, I would take the pain over my children anyday? Well, I did! On my way up the stairs to find out what the screaming and crying was all about I broke my pinkie toe.


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