So, the other day Thomas was playing in the rocks at the end of our driveway. He got up to come back to me and tripped over the lip of our driveway. This is not unusual. It has a little step up, and he's not quite coordinated enough to do it by himself just yet. Anyways, after he fell, he banged his head on the concrete in frustration. He also does this often, but always in the house on the carpet. Hmph. Well, he got a nice surprise this time. When he looked up, he had a blob on his forehead. At first, I thought it was just a rock stuck to him. But no, it was blood. You'll be pleased to know that I didn't freak out, and there were no tears shed by anyone. I just swooped him up and took him inside (at which point he cried because if he had his way we would stay outside 24/7) and cleaned up his boo boo. We had to go to the store to get some neosporin and cool band-aids. Here are some pics from our second wound care session:
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| Thomas and his booboo. |
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| Bringing Mommy the supplies |
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| Not a happy face after being doctored. |
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