So as some of you may know, Isaac fell off a little tricycle with sunglasses on onto some pavement and got a cut on the bridge of his nose. I should take a picture of the tricycle - it was really small. Papa was with Isaac and Isaac must have just launched himself in a split second of Papa not being as vigilant as he normally is, because I certainly wouldn't have seen the danger inherent in this tricycle either.
Here we are at Urgent Care. It's not the hospital's urgent care, it's the one closer to our house. But, by the time we got back, they said they were closing and if they thought Isaac would take a while to get steady before doing the stitches, we should go to the emergency room instead. Geez guys, could have told us that an hour and a half beforehand. Luckily Isaac was in great spirits right up until they held him down for the stitches. He had a local anesthetic and a lot of people holding that little man down.

The next day, he was back to his usual self, playing soccer outside.

This is actually from Monday. I know, it's the same shirt... We were very nervous to change anything that required movement over the stitches for a few days.

It doesn't seem to bother Isaac though.

We went to the doctor's on Wednesday because I thought it was getting a little pink around the stitches. They took a look and told me that was a normal reaction to the stitching material.
Isaac gets his stitches out later today! I think the emergency room doctor did a good job. Isaac kind of scraped some of the scabs off (yesterday was a crazy head bumping day for some reason) and it looks like it is healing really well. I'm sure we'll see what it looks like as time goes by. The doctor said to Isaac Wednesday, "If I'm reading your personality right, these may not be the last stitches you have." Well, Isaac, if you don't mind, I'd prefer you to prove him wrong.