A Not-So-Fun First

Yesterday morning I got up, and went to work. About an hour after I got there I got a call from Karl. While Karl was in using the bathroom, Kaleb had been standing in the Bubba chair (pictured here) and fell and hit his head and cut it open. So I left work, came home and looked at it, and thought it could use a stitch or two.

SO, we headed to urgent care. Signed in and waited about 5 minutes, then found out they didn't take our insurance. So we headed for ANOTHER urgent care. This one took our insurance (whew!). We got in to see the doctor, and he said he would be putting a couple staples in. So we had to help hold Kaleb down while doc put the staples in. Poor little guy, he was so brave. Even the doctor was impressed with how well he did.

SO... 3 hours, 2 urgent cares, and 2 staples later . . . . . I went back to work. I think Daddy actually was feeling worse than Kaleb was when I got home. He was pretty shook up. Kaleb on the other hand.... still trying to stand on anything and everything. The tub of baby wipes, his toys, ANYTHING. It doesn't matter how many times we tell him "no", give him a swat on the butt, and get him down.

The Bubba chair, however, has been put away for awhile.