No Good Deed Shall Go Unpunished

Tonight I was in the kitchen making pancakes for dinner. H and K were fighting over a balloon, R was in her swing crying (as usual) and M was upstairs waking up from his nap. (Yes, I let him sleep a little late today because he missed his morning nap while we were out buying an elliptical. I am now paying for that mistake--the nap not the elliptical--because he is not sleeping and I now have two babies not wanting to go to sleep.)

I asked K to go see if M was awake (Yes, I already knew he was awake, but I needed to get K away from H). He ran upstairs and yells back, "M is awake!" Then he starts crying/screaming. I ask him what is wrong and he says, "I am bleeding everywhere!" I asked where he was bleeding and he said from his forehead. At this point he was downstairs and running to the kitchen. He had some blood and a huge knot on his forehead. I couldn't tell how deep it was, but all I could think was, "So, this is our first ER visit." After talking to my mom (who said no ER) and my dad (who said yes ER--so it doesn't scar so bad) we decided it wasn't THAT deep and he didn't need to go. Really, a lot of my concern was that this was a head wound and it wasn't bleeding profusely. I loaded up a bandaid with neosporin and gave K some motrin (I figured he probably had a good headache) and watched him to make sure there wasn't a concussion or anything.

Right before K went to bed he took his bandaid off (after I told him it needed to stay on) and said, "Mom, it's all better!" Uh, not really, bud!

Oh, I forgot to add how it happened (duh!).

I asked K what he was doing and he said he hit his head on the door frame while he was playing peek-a-boo with M.

Poor guy, was just trying to help me out by playing with M.