Poor Jude

We got a phone call from Aunt Sarah yesterday afternoon. Apparently, Jude fell from the top of the crib. She was on her way to the ER. He had a big dent in his head and she was worried. The Belle over heard me telling Husband the news. She was very concerned and wanted to go to the hospital to see him. Husband and I went to run while the girls stayed with Nana. As soon as we dropped them off I got a phone call from my mom. She asked me "is Jude at the hospital"? I said "yea, how did you know?" The Belle had informed her that Jude had to go to the hospital because he had an air conditioner in his head. She thought I said he had a vent in his head. Thank goodness there is no air conditioner in his head and he is doing fine.