Do you know the meaning of being grounded?

Apparently Joseph does not. He has been grounded for a week or so for making some very poor decisions, amongst other things. My definition of being grounded and his definition are quite obviously polar opposites. To me, being grounded means no phone, no phone, and no freedom. To Joseph it means that as soon as your mom isn't looking you take off out the door. It also means that while your mom is at Cheer Camp that you go jump on the neighbor’s trampoline....’cause she'll never know, right? Yeah, that is until you try to pull a Jett Lee/Spiderman move as you are getting off the trampoline. What happened next taught him why you listen to your momma when she tells you something. See when Jett Lee busts a move, he usually doesn't end it by busting his elbow open. Yep, the phone call no parent wants to receive. Joseph was jumping and fell and busted his elbow. I came home to find my child covered in blood. From the time it took him to fall and me to get home, he managed to bleed all over his shirt, his shorts, his arm, hand, leg, and shoes. The wound itself wasn't bleeding when I got here, but it had been. As I tried to control the lurching in my stomach, I made him get in the truck and off to Methodist we went. (I am driving Daddy's truck ‘cause my car is in the shop). We placed a call to Aunt Carol as Joseph said he wanted her. A lot of good that did. She did well until they really started cleaning his wound, at which point her freckles disappeared and so did any pinkness she had in her face. I told her if she was checking out on us, this was the place to do it...plenty of medical professionals. We had a great ER tech that was a real hoot and took good care of all of us. She attended to the wounded and ill...all three of them. Joseph with his cut, Carol with her pass outedness, and Joshua with a seeping blister on his heel. Me....I get the bill. Dang, I think next time I will at least stub my toe. So anyway, 4 stitches and the removal of a chuck of loose skin later, we left. I must say I won the bet. I said 4 stitches, Josh said 5, Carol said 8, Joseph said just numb it first. He gets his stitches out in 12 days, so I take him back on June 34th. ha ha!

I am going to post some pictures of his wound. If you have a weak stomach, use caution when viewing.