That is the face of our three year old just after his first trip to the ER. After falling and hitting his head on the corner of the coffee table, we decided he might need stitches. Sure enough, after two hours of "Peppa Pig" episodes, we left the hospital with one measly "string bandaid." Judah handled all of it like a champ and surprisingly didn't cry once. Now begins the tricky part of no rough housing, wrestling, or anything that might make him break open the wound. Here's hoping we make it another five years without another hospital trip.
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