Kai's First Stitches

We knew it was inevitable Kai was going to end up with stitches during his young life, after all we know who is father is. I am just glad it happened when he was old enough to listen to Chris and me and the hospital staff and understand what was going on for the most part. He was on the loosing end of a fight between his head and the corner of the booth in a restaurant. To say the least we didn't stay for lunch, and that really made Kai mad for he was looking forward to his Oreo pancake. He was even madder that I was holding pressure to and ice on his head.

Poor Jasmine was more upset then Kai was about the whole situation, and it didn't help that the waitresses were panicking. I will spare everyone the extremely gory details, and will sum it up by saying six shots to numb the area and five stitches later, Kai still looked like he lost a fight with a booth but at least the gushing had stopped. Today his eye is almost swollen shut and I am trying to keep him on the calm and quite side (which is like trying to stop a stampede of cattle by quietly whispering sweet nothings to them as they run by.)

Kai was excited to examine the doctors handy work this morning in the mirror when I had to change his bandage. He grinned from ear to ear when I showed him his five little stitches on his inch and a half cut. I am sure there will be a scar, but Chris was quick to remind me that "chicks dig scars." I am just happy that he didn't fall a half inch further forward then he did or we would have been dealing with much more then a scar for the rest of his life.

This is a perfect opportunity to teach him something...

1) For at least the thousandth time, DON'T RUN WHEN WE ARE INSIDE, and now I can add YOU MIGHT LOOSE AN EYE!!!!
2) Be thankful, things could have been worse.