not again!

Oops he did it again! We went for stitches again today, that's trip number 5 for my baby Parker. He wasn't doing his usual stunts of jumping off the kitchen table, climbing on everything, or rolling across the floor. He was running through my bedroom and tripped (over nothing!) and slammed his head into my door jam. I heard the thud and knew that it could only mean one thing, a long morning at the ER. This time the cut was so deep that it required internal stitches and 6 external ones. Whew, I stayed with him this time, usually Paul does the honors, and it gave me renewed faith in doctors. I am always thankful for a nice one (and this one was Grey's Anatomy cute, he could be on that show, I swear) and one that does his/her job well. My mom always wanted me to be a doctor, she still says, "you are so smart, you should have been a doctor," but the sight of blood, tissue, or any other kind of goo almost drops me to my knees! We are lucky, Parker is a good patient. He doesn't scream or wiggle too much and it makes it a lot easier. I hope this is the last trip for a while. I totally deserve a day off!!!