Got his second set of stitches...this time on the front of his noggin'. Last time was on the back from falling off of the pew at church when he was 1. This time was because he forgot to duck in McDonald's Playland. Apparently when you forget to duck, the consequences are dire.
Seriously...the saddest picture
We'd had dinner there because there was little to no food in the house, and then I left Ty and the kids to play while I grocery shopped. I was almost done when I got a call from Ty. I answered, "Are the kids getting restless?" He responded, "Yeah, ummm, you need to come. Right now." He explained what happened and as he was talking I was running my cart to the front of the store. I'm such a good mom that I asked him if I had time to check out. I know. But he said yes, as long as I could do it fast. We're really awesome parents. I saw long lines of people and was about to ditch my cart when I saw an employee leading a lady to a newly opened lane, so I ran my cart over and said, "Ma'am, ma'am?! I have an emergency. Can I please go in front of you?" I explained the whole thing to her and she was pretty crusty. Either she thought I was lying or wondered why I was bothering to check out. Oh well, I didn't really care what she thought. I just wanted to get through there fast. I got to McDonald's just minutes after the manager finished the report...so I stand by my decision to check out. :) Tyler rode in the back with Max, applying pressure to his head most of the way until the bleeding stopped. We checked the emergency room near our house and then opted for a nearby urgent care with less of a wait. I came home, put the kids to bed, unloaded the groceries, and then had a neighbor come and sit with my sleeping kiddos while I picked Tyler and my newly stitched-up son from urgent care.
What a night! He got the stitches out Saturday morning, which was a tad early so now he has steri-strips. The swelling has finally gone down and now he just has a lovely green/yellow bruise in the middle of his forehead, along with a nicely healing wound. We're hoping to get a college education out of this from Mickey D's. JUST kidding. But the manager did say that they would likely pay for the urgent care visit. They called and took a statement from Tyler, so we'll see. There are dangers lurking everywhere, folks. Just remember to duck when you're supposed to.
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Gave a talk in Primary. Well, Tyler gave the talk and Max said a few lines of it. I'm not sure what happened, but brother has developed some stage fright. He is all confidence most of the time, but put him in front of a group of people with a microphone...*silence and nerves* But I want to share the talk because I just asked him a few questions and then wrote his answers, word-for-word. It's pretty darn cute. And he performed it for us with gusto several times on the back of the couch at home and had the whole thing memorized. I put each line on the back of a picture. The talk is about Prophets:
- A Prophet is someone who teaches you.
- It's Jesus' words that the prophets are speaking. For behold, Jesus speaks through the prophets. (He was very clear that he wanted me to write down the "for behold" part)
- Heavenly Father sends a message to His prophets, then they know it, and then they come and teach you.
- The messages from Jesus tell everyone in the whole world what to do - even robbers!
- Thomas S. Monson is our Prophet today. I think he's cool and handsome and good at telling us messages from Jesus.
- I know that prophets love us and Jesus Christ loves us.
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We're going to register the boy for kindergarten this week. I think I might have a nervous breakdown. But, boy, is he excited for that new adventure. I certainly love this little man of mine!
