Two weekends ago, We went to the ER. It was around 11:30pm and we were all on our bed. Next thing we know, Nate falls off the bed and hits the back of his head on the corner of our dresser. The blood is flowing! I'm afraid to look at it, but finally work up my nerve. It wasn't a big cut, but it was deep and obviously needed some stitches. Funny thing, earlier that day Nate told me he wanted to stay up till 1 o'clock in the morning. Well, he got to stay up until 2! Not a great pic. He ended up needing 1 staple.
The next night, Nate is riding our big leather tote that we store blankets in like it's a horsey. Well, lets just say the horsey bucked him off and this happened....
We ended up taking care of this one ourselves.
Again, not a great pic. The next day was probably the worst b/c his eye was basically swollen shut. I'm sure this is just the beginning of our ER visits.



