Saturday, November 5, 2011
A black, black eye
Two nights ago, I was getting the boys ready for bed; actually they were about 3 minutes from being in their beds asleep, when Nolen tripped on his blanket and went face first into Edwards crib. I picked him up facing away from me because I was still wrestling Edward to get his jammies on for bed. I finished getting Edward dressed before I turned Nolen around, then I saw why he was crying so hard. After realizing my misstep, I called Stephen and rinsed off Nolen's bloody face. Stephen flew home and took Nolen to the Emergency Room. The cut on Nolen's eye lid wasn't deep enough to sew or glue, so they sent him home with some ointment. Nolen is now walking around with his first black eye. Ironically, Edward tripped and fell when he was 11 months old and cut his nose.
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4 comments:
Awww . . . that is a clumsy age, not much you can do about that! :)
oh me oh my! poor baby. walking can sure be tricky sometimes:)
Poor thing! I don't know how kids survive everything they do!
Poor thing!!!!
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