So Kieran had his first visit to the ER yesterday evening. As my neighbor put it, he had a small "farming accident." We were on our way down to the garden to pick tomatoes and he fell carrying a bucket with a rough plastic edge. The edge hit him across the mouth and opened up a pretty good gash across his lips. Fortunately the bleeding stopped rather quickly. Kieran was pretty upset but calmed down by the time we headed out. Luckily we got a very kind nurse practioner, plus he was able to watch Formula One racing on TV while they gave him numbing shots and put in three stitches. He was very brave and although he gasped a few times, he never cried out or struggled. The nurse commented several times that he was very brave for his age. In the end I think it was definitely harder on Mommy and Daddy than Kieran, as he was very pleased with his popsicle and spiderman stickers, while we were both exhausted by the ordeal.
