Rough and tumble little boys.

A week and a half ago, during a pleasant Saturday visit to Grandma's, Jojy decided he had gone far too long in his life with out visiting Instacare. His wish came true after falling against the edge of the fireplace hearth and cutting his brow. It wasn't deep, but it pulled open a bit over his brow, and since it was on his face, we decided to have a doctor make the call about needing stitches.

The doctor decided he did need stitches, but because it wasn't severe, we didn't need to go the children's hospital to have him sedated. Whew! THAT would have taken forever.
Jeff sat with him and held on the bandage with the numbing gel, and told him stories to keep him still. What a great daddy.
Jojy was sweet and precocious with the nurses, and aside from a few minutes of crying, pretty patient during the stitching. He didn't like being strapped down and unable to rub his eyes when water got in them.

When the job was done, he wiped his tears and said "Thank you, Doc'or". Awww! He's so cute!! Luckily a scar in the brow isn't too obvious and even a little masculine, so when he's older he can make up stories about how he got the scar chopping wood, or hunting, or saving a drowning woman.