Carter's Boo-Boo

So I am working at church Thursday when our secretary runs into the office, "Carter cut his head open. It's bleeding a lot. He might need some stitches." (Context: Carter was at recess in the gym at church during Dayschool. He was running at a wall and tripped, face first, right into the wall.)

By the time I am almost to the other building, Carter is being carried across. His teachers have done a great job of cleaning him and bandaging him so that the bleeding has stopped, but he has a nice 1/2 inch gash on his forehead. After a quick phone call to our good friend nurse Kellie, I decide it's better to drive twenty minutes to a friendly clinic that will help him quickly rather than to suffer through what would surely have been a miserable ER experience.

So Carter is laughing in the truck as I teach him to squeeze my finger, which he thinks is really funny to do. I keep telling him he is a tough cookie, which makes him smile and say back, "coo-kie." I call Leah and let her know what's going on and mostly she just wishes she was there to hug on her boy. We finally get to the clinic and he is playing on the chairs in the waiting room doing great until he finally finds his bandages and starts getting upset.

As soon as I called, Troy rushed home from work so Kellie could come up to the clinic and help. They are amazing friends. Carter went back and got his face cleaned and promptly glued back together, which supposedly means there won't even be a scar. The nurses and PA that took care of us were so good with him and by the time his head was glued together and he was leaking Popsicle all over their office, everything was as good as new.

Anyhow, pictures to follow here. The main point of this story is the last picture, where you see Carter on the way home, recovering from his first "I am a boy who needs to be put back together" trip. He is sound asleep and cuddling with a soccer ball, which is normal because he doesn't want an animal or blanket. This boy wants a ball to cuddle with.

All that to say, we have enough boy already and it's okay if baby number two is a sweet little girl who likes flowers and dolls and tea parties.