On Monday we had our second run-in with a bloody face. Ryan and I were making breakfast and Hudson was standing about 4 feet behind us, playing with his vacuum. All of a sudden we heard a *SMACK* and then the wailing. I ran over to Hudson, picked him up, and started to look for signs of injury. His mouth was full of blood. All 8 of his front teeth were soaked red. He wouldn't let me look inside, so I still don't actually know what was bleeeding (gums, lips, tongue). He refused a frozen teething ring. I sat and nursed him to calm him down. Then he unlatched himself and went right back to playing as if nothing happened. This boy is tough, or as we like to say, he's got a little Heath in him!
We still have no idea how he fell (he didn't hear him running).
Guess this is the life of a parent of a little boy. Note to self: buy popsicles for mouth injuries.
12/28/12
11 years ago
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aw, poor hudson! isn't it amazing how resilient they are? you sound like a seasoned pro already!
Poor guy! I think I get more upset sometimes when he gets hurt than he does! he just stops crying & moves onto the next activity! :) I guess we should get used to it, huh??
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