About a year ago daycare called me at work and said that Austin had fallen and split his forhead open. So I rushed him to emergency in Gridley for 3 stitches. Yahoooooo! Austin was fine. Didn't cry or anything. Barely even a scar. Well, today we were at the park and I was ready to go. So I told Avery to start heading for the car. She asked to stay just a few more minutes. So I figured, what could it hurt since it was such a nice day. Not even 5 minutes later I hear Austin scream. I say the usual, come here, you're o.k. As he came into sight I see a gyser of blood squirting out of his head and pooling up on his shoulder. So we rush for the car. I'm carrying Austin and Nolan and Avery are following me. I get Austin in the car and turn around and Nolan is almost all the way across the parking lot and Avery is yelling, "Austin's bleeding." Long story short, the doctor said to save him the dramatic experience, skip the stapling of his skull, and keep neosporin on it. Poor guy. His his o.k. now. Milking it like anyone else would.
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Hey Misty--It's Erica. I found your blog through Jana's. You look like one busy mama. I'll have to show this to Erin. My advice would be to get rid of the sugar bowl! :)
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