The majority of yesterday was a pretty calm, uneventful day. Andy took the day off and we pretty much did nothing. I folded a little laundry and cooked dinner, but that was about as exciting as it got. Once it finally cooled down in the evening, the kids went outside to play, so Andy and I decided to watch a movie. Probably an hour and 45 minutes into a 2-hour action packed movie full of suspense, right as we were about to get some resolution, the girls came running in the house yelling, "Evan fell and cut his head and he's bleeding!" Of course, that's not something you repond to with, "Ok, let us finish this movie and we'll be there in a minute," especially when Evan follows them in leaned over with blood running down the back of his head and dripping off the sides of his neck. So we jump up and run to the bathroom with him. The whole way there I'm pretty calm, reassuring myself in my mind that heads tend to bleed more than the rest of the body, so it's probably no big deal. So Andy leans Evan over the sink and I'm standing next to him and he pushes Evan's hair to the side, and, unfortunately, I was visibly shocked by the size of the cut - enough that my face freaked Evan out even worse causing Andy to kindly force me out of the bathroom. It wasn't a super long cut. It was the space that gaped open that shocked me. It appeared as though the skin on Evan's head was stretched so tight that when it was cut, it just stayed wide open instead of closing back up. Andy, on the other hand, stayed very calm and told Evan it was no big deal, but we needed to go to the doctor. Evan explained to us that he was laying in our neighbor's hammock, swinging it back and forth, and he fell out and hit his head on a rock. So, since it was after 8:00, we headed to the ER. Finally, around 11:00, we were headed home, and Evan is quite proud of the 4 staples that he now has in his scalp.
This picture is in the parking lot of the hospital, and you can still see blood and numbing gel and Neosporin caked in his hair, and probably a little dirt and dried sweat as well. The doctor said it was fine for him to shower that night, and that we could unthread some of the hair from the staples, so Andy took on that job. This morning his hair is clean and now you have to look hard to find the staples under the hair.
This picture is in the parking lot of the hospital, and you can still see blood and numbing gel and Neosporin caked in his hair, and probably a little dirt and dried sweat as well. The doctor said it was fine for him to shower that night, and that we could unthread some of the hair from the staples, so Andy took on that job. This morning his hair is clean and now you have to look hard to find the staples under the hair. 
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If it makes you feel better Colin's had stitches 3 times in his head. Only once was the blood dripping down his head onto his shirt, though. I hate head wounds.
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