All BOY

Friday, Luke had a little accident. He is totally fine, but it just goes to remind me that anything can happen at anytime....and well, boys will be boys I guess.

My mom came over to help assemble his train table she got him for Christmas, we were short pieces, and had to come up with some new tracks so they all connected. Anyway, I (yes, I know I shouldn't have done this...especially being 23 weeks pregnant...but I needed a better view!) stood on our ottoman in the living room to get an aerial view of the train track to see where we could move pieces to make them all fit. Well, Luke decided he wanted to stand up there too, so, I let him. As I was getting down, and starting to move some pieces on the track, Luke fell. I don't know how it happened, or what the heck he was doing....maybe playing superman or something off the ottoman?? But he fell head first and hit his little chin and neck right on the edge of the train table. The edges are rounded, so he didn't get a puncture or anything, but he did have a fairly good size scratch, and it popped up right away. and he SCREAMED.

Now any other time when he has fallen pretty hard, he can usually calm himself down pretty quick. But, it took him about 40 minutes to calm down...and even after that if you talked about it or tried to look at it, he would whimper and kinda push on his neck like something was still hurting him. soooo.....mom and I debated and debated on what we needed to do. ER?? or wait for the doctor to reopen after lunch. (It happened a little after noon and the doctor is closed between noon and one for lunch....go figure something would happen when they were closed!)

so by the time we got him calmed down and getting ready to head out the door to the ER it was close to one. So we headed towards the hospital and fortunately our doctor's office is located in the hospital so I walked in and asked if he could check him out, just to make sure he didn't break his jaw or hurt himself in some other we didn't know about.

He came out totally fine. The doctor said he could have maybe used one little stitch, but since the blood had stopped and everything, he didn't want to have to do one if he didn't have too. So, we are just supposed to clean it a little and put some neosporan on it. He also said he may have a little itty bitty scar there.

Poor little guy. I hate when things like this happen, it really scares me because you never know what can really go wrong and whether or not you need to really rush somewhere and get him checked out....or just wait it out. I am glad we took him to the doctor though, it helped ease my mind that he was okay.

I am sure there are many more moments in my life where this experience will happen again. Broken legs, arms, stuff that boys do. Especially now that we are going to be having 2 little boys. **sigh** Thank you Lord once again for protecting our sweet boy! and for making him so brave!

Oh, and if you ask to see his "booboo" he will happily oblige to show it to you. Boys! heehee.