First Set of Stiches

Early this afternoon my wife texted me a picture of my son with a large white bandage around his head. She later informed me that my son tripped down the last few stairs at a friend's house and somehow gashed the side of his head on the way down. The cut was incredibly deep and the EMTs came in response to a 911 call and bandaged him up. My wife took him to the doctor's office to get five stitches. I didn't think I would get so scared, but when my wife showed me a picture of the gash before the stitches were put in, I couldn't stop thinking about how bad it could have been and how little control we really have as parents. My wife told me that he held still for the stitches and was very brave. So, we did what any good parents would do and took him out to buy a little Superman figurine after dinner. He is one tough kid with one gushy father.