Don't Touch My Face!

We had just finished a fun filled week with the Porter family reunion (blog on that later) and Sean felt we needed a little more excitement. Last night while getting out of the tub, he slipped and hit his head on the tub. We headed off to the ER where he started out being brave, and told the doctor, in a very grown up way, what happened and where it hurt. It was when they attempted a CT scan that sent the trip down hill. We bailed on the scan, like he is really going to hold still for that. It then took 6 people to hold him down for the 4 stitches. I think it needed more like 6, but 4 will have to do. Let's just pray it doesn't scar.

I will never forget the angry yelling and screaming. If he knew how to swear I am sure he would have. My favorite was, "I am done, don't touch my face!"

This was taken this morning.  Pretty swollen today but I am sure it will heal quickly.