Of course, when he falls...I don't think it's so much "uh-oh"...and it's more screaming.
Poor kid fell at daycare yesterday...I got the call that he split his head open (they didn't say that so much) - and had about a 1" gash on his forehead.
He was remarkably calm by the time Joe and I got there and remained calm for most of the experience...except when the wound was being irrigated (eyes covered - scared and probably not pleasant) and then when he was hungry and tired and wasn't at home.
We treated him to chicken nuggets from Wendy's. And then a nap. We're fortunate that the pediatrician was able to use glue to hold the wound shut. Stitches would have been a miserable experience.
If Logan ever gets to play in a leaf pile in the fall - I think he'll be a pro at making it explode!
To add insult to injury - about 10 minutes before bath last night, he managed to trip and get a bloody nose. Ugh. What a day.