Staple Head

Some of you already know this story and have seen the fruits of it, but I thought I'd post about it anyway. Last week James fell off a chair and landed on a dumbell and sliced his head open. There was quite a bit of blood and it was yummy. Took him to the Instacare and got him 5 staples in his head. For those of you who know James well, will not be surprised. It has become almost routine. I think the people at the instacare are starting to recognize us because we are in there so often, sad but true. Anyway he got them pulled out today. I think it hurt worse having them pulled out then putting them in, I guess because of the lack of medicine. He's such a tough little nut. I guess I've become hardened too. If my kids get hurt it hardly phases me anymore, if it ever did. It's just one more thing, no big deal and I wonder to myself if it should really be a big deal. Shouldn't I care more or cry about it or like one person told me want to throw up just looking at it or is James my boy because I can handle things like this, a child like him? Be careful what you pray for or think you need because I really wanted patience and James is teaching me that lesson everyday and it is slowly sinking in.