My cutest friend Camille called me this morning, She invited us to go to Mc'D's to let our little munchkins play in play land. My little man was so excited
we got our shoes on and met them there 15 min later...Off they go down the slide then opps my little guy tripped, hit his head on the table bounced off and smacked his head on a steal rod
and split his head wide open....Needless to say that was the end of the play date.
I hate being the one to decide if they need stitches, If it would have been on his face It would have been a no brain er, but it wasn't it is in his hair in the back. Of course dad say's scars are cool. It is fine, That is why we all have Mom's.
In the end I shaved off a spot around it and did butterfly band aid thing. So sad :-(
He was more upset about not getting his french fries than anything else. Grandma saved the day, She showed up with a brand new happy meal.
AHHH Life is good when all you need is a happy meal to make life all better.