And so it begins...

So, we spent the evening last night in the ER. My dear little boy was trying to do some wheelies on his bike when he crashed and bit his lip. He bit it pretty good and needed stitches. It took 4 of them. He probably could have used some on the inside, but because of the risk of infection and the fact no one can see it, we didn't do that. The doctor was great and Ethan was so brave. He didn't like the novacaine shots, as none of us do, but then he fell asleep during the stitches. Crazy kid. He slept all the way home and then woke up to eat and convince us he should sleep in our bed. With that big fat lip, how could we refuse. Poor kid. I'm sure this will by no means be the last of these posts about trips to the ER.