I knew it would happen. I knew Drew wouldn't make it out of toddlerhood without a trip to the ER. He tripped in his bedroom and fell head first into a radiator--ending with a bloody gash on his forehead. I saw it was deep and whisked you and Ryan to the ER. We left quickly--so quickly I forgot your shoes and had to carry you through the parking garage to the ER. I felt like a pauper walking into the waiting room with a shoeless child!
2.5 hours later, you were a champ. They were able to avoid stitches and used dermabond to close the cut. You started to tear up only once while being worked on. I asked if you wanted ice cream, to which you replied "chocolate?"
No problem, chocolate ice cream for a deserving little boy!
Picture of Drew hanging in hospital with no shoes!
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