This post may not be for the squeamish...
Well...it isn't too bad now.
This is what we did last night.
Family room step - 1 Grant - 0
Thankful for my parents who dropped everything and were over to watch the big three and get them to bed.
My girls were awesome. Totally sprung into action. Cleaned up the blood on the floor, got brothers shoes and sweatshirt so we could leave.
Big G...bless his ever loving heart. Cried crocodile tears because he was worried for his little brother.
Long night in the E.R.
Total tough guy.
4 stitches. Very deep cut. Totally grossed me out.
He had ZERO crying (except for when he first hit his head).
Grateful for smart doctors and more so for their great bedside manner with him.
Beyond thankful that Tom was in town, the last two times (yes, this is the third time!) he wasn't home or he had to meet me at the hospital.
Red Popsicle. The reward when it was all over. And then he was back to his chatty, slightly grouchy self on the car ride home. He wouldn't share one bite!
Now for the tough part. Keeping him from doing some of his favorite things...wrestling, cops and robbers with his brother, hide and seek with his siblings.
This baby of ours. He is the one that continues to keep us on our toes. Always. Love him. Thank you God, for his little life that keeps our lives in constant excitement!