What were you doing 6:30 am on Saturday morning?

I was just telling my mom last week that I was surprised we hadn't had any trips to the ER yet. Jaron tends to move at lightning speed and the concept of body control is not on the radar yet.
Saturday morning bright and early Jaron tripped on Rosies bed in our bedroom and fell into the corner of our dresser. It was small but deep, slightly gaping and "T" shaped. So I called my personal Peds after hours (a.k.a. my mom:), texted her a picture and she said confirmed that yup - we probably needed stitches. We headed out the door to the ER (urgent care wasn't open for another two hours). We stopped at st*rbucks for coffee and scones on our way - does that make me a bad mom? :)

Here's our little buddy with 5 stitches. Poor little guy!

Let me tell you though - he's got a lot of fight and a great set of lungs. It took three of us to hold him down and he screamed the whole time. It was heart wrenching to hold him down but easier than watching someone else do it. The ladies in reception and everyone in the waiting area were so sad for him - yes, they could hear him at the front desk even with the door closed.

We like to start our weekends with a bang :)