Ouch

It's a milestone I had hoped to avoid, but alas, our luck ran out. Baylor has suffered what many believe is a childhood rite of passage, a busted chin. He was playing outside, slipped on a step, and WHAM...a big bloody mess resulted. Once again, we were very lucky to have Anh at home and armed with liquid stitches to close the wound. I'm telling you, we should probably buy stock in that stuff with two active boys!

Thankfully, the gash (and any potential scar) is located under Baylor's chin, and while Baylor does have a tendency to obsess over the tiniest boo-boos, he's handling this injury like a champ. After some initial tears, he was relatively cooperative during the repair process, and a lollipop worked wonders to improve his spirit. Of course, that doesn't stop him from pointing out his wound to anybody and everybody. My boy knows how to work the sympathy angle!