bleedy mcstitches
Friday morning, we're harried and time-crunched getting out of the house. A scream from the front door, and we find Boy #2 lying on the floor with blood all over his face. We get him cleaned up, stop the bleeding from a big ol' cut on his forehead, bandage him, and send him in to daycare. Two hours later, daycare calls; the cut has opened up and he needs to go to the doctor, who sends him to the ER, where they stitch him up.
Then, we go out for a movie Saturday night. The babysitter calls halfway through; the boys have bumped heads and Boy #2 has a nosebleed.
So, now we call him Bleedy McStitches. But, as you can see, he takes it all in good humor.
Then, we go out for a movie Saturday night. The babysitter calls halfway through; the boys have bumped heads and Boy #2 has a nosebleed.
So, now we call him Bleedy McStitches. But, as you can see, he takes it all in good humor.
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