Not quite.
Baylor had a bit of an accident yesterday. While he and I were home alone with Amalia yesterday, she peed up her back and into her hair. Consequently, a bath was in order.
He did a great job helping me wash her and even stayed out of trouble while my attention was directed towards his sister. After her bath, we got her out and dried, and while I was putting her clothes on, Baylor decided he needed to clean his ears out so he climbed up on his step stool, grabbed the infant-safe Qtips and started going to town. Once his ears were sufficiently clean, he decided to check out what we were doing. He got down off of the step stool and started coming at us, and on his way he either tripped on his shoes or bath mat or he knocked into my hand, and he fell into a protruding wall corner at the moulding.
For a split second he seemed okay ... then the bleeding started.
Yeah, he got a half-inch cut just inside his hairline above his left eye. It bled profusely, mostly on down his face and all over both of our hands. (Which, soon after he calmed down, prompted him to ask me to help him wash his hands. Funny little man!)
He stopped crying a minute or two after it happened, only whimpering again here and there as I tried to corral him and apply pressure to the wound. In no time I had the bleeding stopped and he was back to his usual, adorable self, but given the amount of blood and the location of the cut I quickly decided to take him to the med center. Wouldn't you?
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The first injury - always a bench mark - glad everyone made it out ok! :)
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