Aric went to the ER last night for a big cut on the bridge of his nose. He fell onto the corner of Taylor's bedframe, which is not sharp, but is very hard. He got to have four stitches and we are in for a tricky couple of days trying to convince him to leave them alone. He does really good, and then he kinda forgets that it hurts and reaches up to grab at the owie or scratch it. Then he cries. It's pretty sad. Hopefully he won't scar too badly. Here's a picture of him with his stitches, his bruised cheek, his semi-black eye, and the fun sticker he got from the ER. :-) While he was there, he kept trying to pull off his bracelet, but I convinced him it was really cool and Daddy and Taylor would want to see it on his wrist, so he left it on. He was exhausted when we got home at about 10 p.m. (it was late and he'd done lots and lots of crying), but he managed to stay awake just so he could show Daddy his bracelet and his special sticker.
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