In 7 1/2 years of raising kids, we have NEVER had to visit Children's Hospital with our kids, that is until yesterday. Poor Ethan collided with another child at the game. His head hit theirs. He had to leave the game and go directly to the hospital. 3 hours and 3 stitches later they finally arrived home to eat dinner at 8 pm. I fixed his favorite: spaghetti and meatballs. Jason got him an ICEE on the way home and he's most looking forward to going to get a new toy. Our little trooper is doing well. He slept all through the night and he's not complaining that it hurts. This morning he's resting and watching PBS Kids shows in his pj's. It's going to be one of those stay in your pj's all day kind of days.
But now comes the hard part.... doctors' orders say that he can't rough house for 5-7 days. WHAT? How is that ever going to happen? WE NEED PRAYER AND LOTS OF IT!
Jason clicked this picture as they left the game. Just pathetic isn't it? It breaks your heart.
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