Monday, October 25, 2010
It all started as a typical Monday evening. I was going to the grocery store and all the boys were going to carve pumpkins. Well a mile away from home I get a call from Bridger wondering where I am. So I say I'm almost there what is the matter. Bridger is really upset that everyone is inside because Branson fell and hit his head and nobody is out carving pumpkins. By this time he is crying so I can hardly understand what he is saying but I did hear him say that this is the worst halloween ever. So I ask is Branson ok. No he is bleeding. So I am walking in the door and Collin says you need to take him to the ER. So I look at his head and was like ok here we go. I call an neighbor who is a nurse because Branson is freaking out about going to the hospital. The neighbor is great and says bring him on over. So we get over there and she takes one look and says yep he needs staples. She says that she just did this for another little boy in the neighborhood so she has all the stuff right there at her house. So Branson was really good and got 5 staples put in his head. This is all a new experience for me. I have never held someones hair back so they could get staples in their head. Branson says this is the worst day of his life because he had to get staples in his head.