The ways of a boy

You hear people always say that boys will be boys.... Well, this little boy ended up in the ER Sunday night with a gash on his chin. And that gash was the result of him just "being a boy." We were patching some grass in the backyard, had just gotten done watering them, and had asked Jack to STEP over them instead of right on the patching (as he had done earlier). His little boy interpretation of that meant - Jump over the patching and run up the deck steps (which happened to be wet) as fast as I can. And he slipped. His chin came down on the corner of the wood step and blood showed up quickly.

I don't always deal with emergencies &/or blood well, so I thought I did pretty okay this time. I was calm, put a wet paper towel on it, and checked out the situation. Bryan thought I was overreacting when I said, "We have to go to the ER." No overreaction here. His chin was wide open. We got in and out of the ER in two hours, which seemed like an eternity, but really wasn't too shabby. Three stitches later and a new Cars 2 Lightning McQueen added to his collection, Jack was doing okay. And I survived yet another mishap on my sweet little boy's face.