The more scars you have the more of a man you are right???? At least that is what my husbands says.
Last night we were going on a walk in our open space. The 3 younger ones were on their scooter and Zack was in a electric jeep. Chase rode a head. Way ahead and I couldn't see him. A jogger came back with Chase. I knew it wasn't good when someone one was helping him. He was crying pretty hard. I looked at his chin and knew right away he needed stitches. The other 3 kids were mad because we didn't make it to the bridge. (There is a bridge on our open space path that the kids love to go to.) Of course Rob was at work so I took them all back to the house. Luckily a neighbor was home. She stayed with Chase while I ran to a friends house to drop off the other 3 kids. 2 hours and 12 stitches later we returned. Chase was so amazing. He didn't cry and wasn't scared. He felt the last 2 stitches. That made me feel really bad. I was sick to my stomach the rest of the night. It looked so gross. Chase was so brave and laid there I didn't have to hold him down or anything. All he wanted was were stickers. I have pictures from my cell phone they are not the best, but you get the idea.
4 days ago
5 comments:
OUCH!!!
The first of many more to come!! Hang in there!!!
Ahh! I think I've been scared by those pictures!
What a brave boy AND mom! OUCH! that did hurt!
Of course it would happen when Rob wasn't home. I am sure you were so calm about it too. Not so good with blood, but I am sure you were SUPER mom.
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