Stitches!  

I new it was going to happen I just didn't think it would be this quickly. I was almost to work this morning when Stephanie called asking me to come back home because Ethan had split his head open. Apparently he tried to climb up the side of his high chair like a ladder and it tipped over on top of him and popped him hard enough to split the skin to the bone. He took it fairly well all things considering and after a hour or two at the emergency room he was sporting a shiny new stitch right in the middle of his forehead just inside his hairline. I almost feel proud, I had many stitches as a kid (and a few as an adult) and kinda consider them a badge of honor. I'm not saying its cool to cause bodily harm to yourself but if your not getting hurt exploring the limits then you'll never know what it's like to recover and move on.