So I made this nice coat for my son the other day. Tonight he comes in the house clutching his head saying he fell and it the fence. I pull off his hood and there is blood. A lot. He's four. This is my first head wound. Don't worry, I'm medically trained. I can help. Isn't that what you are supposed to say to make people feel more comfortable??
While applying pressure to wound, "How exactly did you hit the fence with your head?"
"I just fell."
"How did you fall? What were you doing?"
"Just nothin' I was playing."
"Let's go outside so you can show me."
"See I hit it on the fence. Right there."
Blood is seeping through the fingers, "Remember how you should never lie? Now it is really important that you don't lie. Where. did. you. hit. your. head?"
The eyes tear up, the big lip comes out, "Well I took my purple car and put it next to the boat. I climbed up on the car 'cause I was trying to get in the boat. I fell off and hit this piece of metal. With my head. Is it bleeding??!!?!?!? It's bleeding!!!!! Mom, there's blood!!!!! OOOOOOWWWWWW, OOOOOWWWWW, IT'S BLEEDING!!!!! IT HURTS!!!!!!!!!!"
So, issue one, he was trying to crawl into a boat that sits 12' off the ground using a big purple, plastic car on wheels. Issue two is that he lied. And issue three, blood on his new coat. Lots of blood. That's is what stain stick is for I suppose.
Ah, to be the mother of boys. I wish there was an emergency room punch card because I think we're gonna need it. This cut didn't warrant any stitches but, again, he's only four. I'm sure his stunts are only going to get bigger.