Poor boy. Micah was playing underneath our desk while I was doing dishes. I heard a big bang followed by a loud scream. At first I ignored him as he is all boy and I hear something similar to this daily...seriously. However, when we came running into the kitchen with tears streaming down his face I thought I'd better check it out. Sure enough, there was a little blood running down a few strands of his wavy hair-it almost looked as if we'd dyed some pieces of hair red. I was more worried that stitches might be needed, but thankfully it was just a little gash and that wasn't the case.
No comments:
Post a Comment