We were all set to leave to pick up Brian and head to the football game... And then I hear a loud cracking thud. And then a scream. A piercing Scream. I grabbed him and turned him, and there was blood everywhere. My baby. He'd cracked his head on the corner of a wall and there was a nice chunk out of his head. It was awful. We headed out to Urgent Care (it had stopped bleeding and he'd stayed conscious) and they fixed him up in record time. They glued up the gash and then held it there with steri-strips. He was so scared and so upset. Ugh.
Lucas had a hard time - he was kind of cranky, but once we headed to the playground it was all good.
I have been trying to get out the guinea pigs and they have been throwing fits - squealing at me and running away to the one corner of the cage I can't reach. Ethan goes in and has Tanny out in seconds. And then I was able to get Sweetie out too. The boys had apples and kept sneaking their guinea pigs friends bites as well. Because, as Lucas puts it, Sharing is Caring.