We hung out here last night:
About five minutes after we put Seth to bed, we heard this loud thunk and insane crying. We ran to his room and he was standing at the door holding his mouth which was already covered in blood. We got the bleeding stopped and realized that he bit through his lip and needed stitches.
Can you believe that we're the parents of five wild, rowdy, CRAZY boys and that this was our first experience with stitches? Sterling needed them back in December, but he was OK in the end. Here are some pictures of the big event. For those of you who don't like blood and gore, you should probably turn away now.
Here we are sitting in the waiting room:
This is him with the numbing stuff on his lip. They covered it with tape so it would stay in place:
Here they are irrigating it before the Doctor came in to stitch it up:
He did so good. He didn't even cry. He said "Owie" during the last two stitches and started to get upset. I'm thinking the numbing stuff was wearing off. He was such a champ. I still can't believe how well he did.
He got to keep the syringe they used to clean him up with. He refused to put it down. He also got a puppy that he's now in total love with.
Here he is this morning. His poor little lip is worse today then it was last night.