Lately in the early mornings, the children have been riding their GT's down the laneway to catch the bus. Well, this morning, a few seconds after sending them out the door, I heard a frantic cry. I ran out the door to find Ollie with blood gushing down his face. Turns out one of the big kids was doubling with him and somehow the GT ended up flipping and he either snagged his head on a rock, ice chunk, or part of the GT (the story is still unclear). So while the rest of the kids waited at the end of the laneway for the bus, I got to drive Ollie into the hospital. I was pretty sure it was deep enough to need stitches, and it turns out I was right. When the freezing was put it, it just oozed out the wound, so he had to do it again. Ollie didn't like that part (and neither did I). But he was so brave and ended up with a couple little stitches. Afterward he said he felt well enough to go to school for the day, so we put a Band-Aid on it and called it good! Phew! What a Monday!
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