Believe it or not, with THREE kids, I'd never had to take any of my kids for stitches...until early August 2011. LOGAN decided he needed to climb on top of everything...and he'd drag around that stool and get into all sorts of mischief! NOTICE the block of knives just out of his reach in the first picture? EXACTLY. Needless to say we relocated said block of knives. Well, I decided to teach him how to get DOWN from the table one day, because I'd always find him dancing on top of the table two seconds after I'd last checked on him. He'd gotten pretty good at it and then one day, I heard the fall. He fell off while trying to get down and bit through his lip. It was worse on the inside than on the outside. We called the doctor and she told us to go in to the ER...of COURSE it happened on a weekend. They said the outside didn't need help staying closed but the inside would....brace yourselves...flap open when he'd stick his hand in his mouth. So, he got THREE stitches in there. Other than Kinsey's hip surgeries where she had non-trauma stitches, I've never taken kids for stitches before then or since...so far! I probably just jinxed it.
They call this set-up the "Papoose Board". FUN, huh? He just kept looking at me like I was the most terrible mom that had ever lived!
Good as new...almost! Boy, was he one sweaty, sniffly kid after that! Poor kid was traumatized!
AND, this was him the next day, escaping the house and climbing into the car,
making more mischief!
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