There
is nothing better than waking up to a loud thud and your child crying in the
middle of the night. You spring up from a deep sleep, try to turn on a light,
and figure out what is reality. The reality on Wednesday night at 1:30am was
that Oscar had fallen off the bed, hit his head, and had a laceration on his
forehead. Since Lilya had fallen off the bed recently and got a concussion and
Oscar was bleeding a lot from his head, we decided to head to the ER stat! Oscar
was a pretty good patient, and my mom made one of her famous hospital chicken
balloons, which lifted his spirits. Since Chris promised no shots, stitches were
out of the question, so we went with the glue. He did not like the glue, so one
can only imagine how well the stitches would have been received! I wished I
could have held off this “first trip” a little while longer, like 18 more
years, but what are you going to do?

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