Kind of like walking and tripping....

This afternoon I was cleaning off the mail on my desk.   The two little boys and the neighbor girl were all upstairs with me chatting away about something or another.

I heard a loud thud down in the basement followed by screaming.  Now, this might be concerning to some people, but it literally happens multiple times per day in our house.  Literally.  I could tell by the sound of the scream that there was likely an injury sustained, but I have gotten into the habit of telling the boys that if they are able to walk, they need to come upstairs to show me the injury.... I'm not going down there multiple times per day to see that they once again stepped on a matchbox car.  Ain't nobody got time for that.

I turned around from my desk to see our 6 year old with his hands and face covered in blood.

Yep.  Real injury.

Here is the point where I should mention that I tend to pass out when I see too much blood.  And since we have three little boys, seeing too much blood happens on occasion.  I am working to get past this.

We calmly walked into the kitchen and got a wet washcloth to hold on the gaping head wound.  Of course, my first question is "What happened?!?"

Elijah's response was "I was walking and I tripped and hit my head on metal."

"WHAT?"  He elaborated that it was the metal leg on his small desk in the basement.  That didn't make a whole lot of sense to me, but I decided to let the details go.

The neighbor girl went home while Elijah and Marty went off to Urgent Care (I'm pretty worthless there.... especially when it gets to the part where I am supposed to help hold him still so they can do the stitches.  I tried that once..... I had to lay down and have the nurse get me juice and crackers.  Seriously.  No joke.  We have been down this road a couple of times before.  It is better to just send Marty).

Fast forward a couple hours.  Marty reports that Urgent Care went pretty smoothly.  There was a minimal amount of screaming (which is to be expected) and this time Marty didn't even have to hold his head still while they did the stitches.  Three stitches were all that were required.  Not too shabby.

Waiting to get the stitches

Of course there was the obligatory post stitches ice cream visit.

When they got home I decided to review the walking and tripping story with Elijah.  After a bit of hesitation it turned into something like this:

"Well, I stacked up all the cushions from the couch and chair downstairs.  So there were 3 of them.  And it was pretty high.  And then I decided to run and jump on it.  But I hit my head on my desk."

Huh.  Well, there you have it folks.  Kind of like tripping while walking.... but still drastically different.

Maybe 10 minutes after getting home I had to remind him that running and jumping onto the couch is probably also a bad idea.  After every time we go to Urgent Care for an injury or illness (which I do need to point out we have not been there in almost 14 months), I have this fear that we are going to end up there again within hours or days.  It just seems to go like that.

Regardless, I do foresee more Urgent Care trips in our future.

"G-Man"

Gavin is known in our house as "Gav", "G", "G-man", "G-monkey" or "Gav-Man".

He is quickly approaching 3 1/2 which is (generally) a really fun age that I am appreciating a lot more the 2nd time around.  Within the past month or so he has really matured to the place where I am much more confident that he is aware of his surroundings and won't run out into the street - and wanting to watch out so that little brother is also being safe.  Basically he's just growing up a lot.

He is also HILARIOUS.  He currently has the goal of outrunning his shadow.  He tries this regularly.  While I should attempt to explain how it all works, instead I'm just loving this short, innocent little phase.  Because seriously, that's some funny stuff.

He asks questions constantly.  Like "Mommy, what that say?" and points out things like "See that number!".  He also regularly asks "What that thing do?" or "What that thing called?" when he sees an unfamiliar object.  Marty just mentioned his current favorite of "Daddy, what you doin?".  All the time. And just so cute.

One of my most favorite things right now is how he tells stories.  He tells his stories with both words and sound effects/gestures.  The latter is my favorite.  So much my favorite that I'm taking the time to edit and upload a video of it.  You really should watch it.  For real.  It is that cute.  The little video also includes him counting to 10 and his end of the year performance at CBS (he is the one jumping on and off the stage in the front).  :)

Gavin HATES to get caught doing something he isn't supposed to do.  Which is to say that he is really good at attempting to make sure that no one sees him so he won't get punished.  When he does get caught, he has recently resorted to saying "you no want to see me cry" (for going to time out, etc) and "me love you".  Which doesn't make knocking his brother to ground acceptable, but he is just oh so cute.  :)

And even though he has yet to see a Super Hero movie, he is certain that he is a superhero.  He prefers to wear he Super Man, Spiderman or Batman shirt every single day.  He is pretty sure that if he wears that shirt long enough he will actually be able to fly..... he tries flying off the couch on a pretty regular basis.  Thankfully it is only a foot or two off the ground and thus far we have avoided any injuries.

Recent pics of our big kid.....