All bandaged up.
This past week Will had to get stitches in his thumb, which means he's the first one of our three kids to get them...I guess we've been pretty blessed as far as major accidents go. As Cael was closing the door to the refrigerator, Will was crawling by and put his finger in a little crack where the hinge is. It completely took off his thumb nail, and pinched the finger pretty severely. Luckily it happened early in the morning while Andy was still here, and so he helped me deal with the situation. I'm actually kind of surprised at how queezy it made me. Usually stuff like that doesn't bother me, but I realized when it's something on my own child, I guess I'm kind of a wimp. I couldn't even look at it, and made Andy keep it covered with a cloth until I could get him into the doctor. Sure enough, that little thumb needed a few stitches. The hardest part though was having to hold him down and make him hold still while they were numbing and treating it. Poor little guy, he's never cried that hard, and once we got out of the doctors office he was out like a light.
