Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Unfortunate Tradition

Three days before Christmas (when Poodle was 2), she fell on the old rocks in the backyard, cut her forehead, and got stitches.  (Those rocks are now gone and replaced with deck).

Now, in another three-days-before-an-event accident, Tooter has joined the stitches club.  Three days before his 3rd birthday.  Poor fella!  We were outside for just a few minutes, in the front of the house, and he was headed towards the front door on the front walk.  He tripped himself up, fell, and made contact with one of the front steps.
Concrete + little boys = 4 stitches.
But, as you can see, there's hardly any swelling and just about no bruising to speak of.  Not too shabby.  Kids are beautifully resilient!

The fall happened Monday night, and I took this picture this morning as I was changing the bandaid and cleaning it.  Stitches will come out next Monday!

Like Jmk says......  Chicks dig scars.

3 comments:

CAB said...

Oh my goodness! We haven't had to have stitches, but we've had a broken arm. Were you able to stay calm? I'd probably freak out a little - especially w/it being right on his face, poor guy! Seems JMK has a good attitude about it :)

Lok said...

Calm? Yeah..... I mean, once it's done, it's done. Though, I will admit that my first thought was "someone with skills needs to stitch this up". I was thinking as much about the permanent damage as I was anything else.

Geek Mom said...

Poor widdle man!!!! Stitches are loads of fun, aren't they? Ten years ago, did you think you'd be here???? Life is strange sometimes...one day, you're a college student, the next you're calmly taking your son to the ER to get stitches in his face!!!! Good luck and hope he doesn't pick at 'em too much...