Today, Bill was feeling pretty poopy due to we're not sure what, but he was physically incapacitated. So, being the phenomenal wife that I am, I got the kids out of the house for the afternoon so he could sleep. The girls went on a playdate while big "E" and I headed to a local hill to do some sleddin'. He was a superman on this massive hill for about an hour and then he seemed spent. We began to leave but saw friends at this smaller hill and decided to stop by for a few minutes. Literally seconds go by when Eli jumps on his saucer, shoots down this "bunny hill," then BAM! Blood-curdling screams fill the sky!! Eli smacked into a tree. He totally had a goose egg the size of a golf ball RIGHT ON THE FRONT OF HIS HEAD.
I called Ask-a-Nurse, discerned that my son was alert & aware -- deifitely not unresponsive (noted by the blood-curdling screams aforementioned) -- went home, grabbed an ice pack and plopped him on the couch next to Papa.
Ah, the joys of mothering a boy.
6 comments:
Oh...my gosh! Glad he is okay!! Mothering boys....ahhh....and there is more to come.
Hang in there!
Hey, now he was a war wound that he can show off and be proud of. All boys must get them. It is all part of being a boy. I know I had my share of them.(one of just 2 years ago)
dude the chicks will so dig him.
whoa!
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Girl, you must have had your coffee AND gingko biloba...
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