These are the words that Rhyne wanted me to type as the title for this post! It finally happened - Will had to get stitches, 7 was the final count! As many of you know, Will is not the most graceful child. He is always falling and smacking his head on something. I am so surprised that we haven't had stitches until now. Sunday, he was at Northpark Mall going up the escalator (it was broken, not moving) and he missed a step. He fell head first into the teeth of a step. He had two deep holes to show for it. He was such a trooper. The only time he cried at the ER was when the doctor came near him. That was the most awful experience for me to go through as a mom. They had him strapped down on the table and he was crying wanting me to hold him - awful!! Anyway, we are fine. The doctor told me he would probably be in pain and to give him Tylenol, but not Will. He has not cried nor complained about pain. I think he is so tough because of his rough start into this world. (The picture makes it look a lot worse than it is)
