Whew.
And of course a picture drop.
Jackson attending his first Monster Truck Rally with Dad. And his first of several head wounds this particular week. This one was courtesy of the shelf on the fridge.
Joe and I were making dinner when we heard a commotion in the living room, followed by a loud thud and screaming. Jackson had been kicked off the couch and fell back and hit his head on the coffee table splitting it wide open. They try and prepare parents by saying - head wounds bleed A LOT - but I am hear to tell you...head wounds bleed a lot. It became very evident very quickly that we would have to shave Jackson's hair to get the butterfly closure to work well. He was such a good calm boy during all of it but started crying so hard when he saw his shaved head...which meant that Dad bought him his first Cubbies hat and shaved his own head as well.
Poor little guy. His head looks amazing now and the scar is already going away along with the hair growing back. Although I must admit, I read a Mommy blog the other day talking about how she used to believe that she suffered from anxiety and now she thinks it could be PTSD from things just like this head injury replaying itself in her mind. I can totally relate with that Mom - sigh - I spend many a sleepless night sitting straight up in my bed in some sort of panic attack.
Friends of ours have a 1940's tractor that they let Joe and Jackson take out for a spin...now that was a big deal to that little man.
Obviously this big girl think she is ready for school.
Joe is getting into Bees and has started a beehive in our backyard, the kids love learning new things about it. I am hoping the experience will lead them to not be so fearful of them.
The kiddos had their end of year carnival complete with face painting.
Releasing the bees into their hive.
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