Yesterday afternoon, Andrew was trying to get onto Sarah's bike that was lying down on its side in the yard. He tripped once and hit his face. He cried a little bit and then got up and tried it all over again... with the same results. He was crying a little and holding his mouth, so I asked Sarah to help him come to me and give me a hug. That's when the neighbor boy yelled, "He's bleeding all over!" I ran, scooped him up, and took him into the kitchen to clean up the blood and find the source. By that time Andrew had already stopped crying. He had two cuts on the outside of his bottom lip, and one on the inside.
I wasn't sure if he needed stitches, but I wanted it looked at. The kids and I all piled into the car and headed to the hospital to meet Dennis and find a doctor. An hour and a half later, and much past closing time at the clinic (thank you sweet doctor that works with Dennis!), Andrew was as good as new. The doc opted to glue the two outside cuts and leave the inside one alone. We sure do love those "liquid stitches!" They are much less traumatic than conventional stitches.
The funny thing about this whole ordeal is that Andrew was so calm and happy. When it was time to hold him down and fix his lip, the nurse asked me first if I was going to be able to handle seeing my baby held down while he cried. I laughed a little... "Yep, he's our third!" It took about 5 minutes to hold Andrew still, get the glue in place, and let it dry. Andrew had 4 of us standing around him, holding him down, and working on him. You'd think he'd thrash around and kick and scream like he does when I try to change his diaper, right? Well, that cute little guy just laid there, looking from Dennis to the doctor the whole time. Just when it was about over, he reached out one hand to let us know he wanted to be held.
Oh! I am so grateful that Andrew is tough. In his Daddy's words, "He took it like a man."
