Stitches

We have always been really good at not leaving our kids alone in the bathtub (Brad is better at it than I am). Especially when they are Matthews age. Matthew has really loves to stand while in the tub. We usually just laugh at him and tell him to sit down. Sometimes he sits, sometimes he plops down and sometimes he smiles at us and stays standing. Well even if you are in the room it doesn't mean something bad can't happen. Last Thursday Brad was giving the kids their baths and all of a sudden I hear him yelling my name. He brought Matthew out dripping blood from his chin. Matthew had been standing on the side of the tub like he always did and slipped and hit his chin on the side of the tub and it split open. I ended up at the Insta-care that night for about 2 hours. And let me tell you holding your one year old down so they can put in stitches is not a fun thing to do. I am just glad he only needed three. He was actually really good considering he was dead tired and only one. I think he hated the ointment they put on his chin to numb it the most. So on the way home we stopped to get some neosporin and the only thing I could do to make him happy is say, "do you want to get a sucker?" The whole time he was yelling sucker while we tried to find the medicine isle. We ended up with a whole bag of dum dum suckers too. Needless to say today was a happy day. We got to get the stitches out and it looks like it has healed nicely. This is just yet another experience of proof that boys are so different from girls. The girls are yet to have to have stitches. But I will knock on wood so I don't jinx myself.