I feel like a horrible mom this afternoon. I was in the kitchen looking for the bad numbered plastic containers when I hear "Mom come quick Ty's bleeding." Ty hit his head on the coffee table and was bleeding and I mean bleeding everywhere. He had it running down his face, arm, all down the front of his clothes and then later mine. I ran into the kitchen put him on the counter by the kitchen sink got a towel wet and held firmly. Of course I neglected to tell you that I had three daycare kids today also joining in on the chaos. I wish I would have gotten a picture of Ty all bloody but he wouldn't let me. So the cut is only about the width of a pencil and I just sealed it up with some liquid bandage which rocks by the way, it has antibiotic in it along with a pain reliever which Ty thought was pretty awesome. Ty has a super high pain tolerance so when he cries you know it's bad. He's such a trooper all I had to do was get him to make eye contact with me and tell him that it would be alright he calmed down. So after much freaking on my part including calling my daycare kids mom and asking her to come early I fixed it myself. Oh well, not that I overreacted or anything. God definetly had his hand on me, I hate blood usually but did not have any effect on me this time. The pictures don't do this booboo any justice, just thought I would share our events.