A little over a week ago, I was making dinner when Caid walked in and calmly said, "Mommy, I have an owie." I looked over at him as blood was pouring down in between his eyes and down his nose. He had run into the corner of where two walls meet and got a pretty good cut on his forehead. We debated taking him in for stitches but didn't and now it looks fine. It has healed nicely although not shocking but Caid still insists on wearing a Band-Aid on it. He says he needs to protect it so his friends don't touch it. Who knows?
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