And yes, for the 1 brillionth time I didn't catch the fact that his whole side of his head was bloody. One more reason I shouldn't be breeding. Anyway, he fell going down our outside steps and introduced his forehead to our brick patio.
Mac's skillz were called into action immediately. Mac and the rest of the men at our home (missionaries and some other friends) got to help wrap Noah up while Mac went to work. I was a good mother and left the house. Seriously, the screams that come out of his mouth have made me almost pass out before...don't judge.
Good thing I was gone cause Mac told me that the numbing medicine was expired and Noah felt everything...
Did great though...4 "itches" and a Popsicle later he was he happy little self again. Wills stayed asleep the entire time.
LOVE YOU BRAVE BOY!!! And great job dad!!!
