Drama... in the ER

Yes, Oh, Yes... I spent the better part of last night in the ER with my little 2 year old son who is "all boy" as my dad likes to say. My little man found a cup of water, poured it on the floor (as he has a penchant for doing these days) and then proceeded to run through it...and... you guessed it, fell down and smacked his little head so hard on the ceramic tile floor that you could hear it all over the house. After his face returned to a normal pink (after the blue from holding his breath), he screamed for a good 10 minutes (and rightfully so, if I do say so myself). Wellll, then we loaded up to go to the ER... He got a "picture of my head tooken wif the cram-ra" (translation- he had a CT scan of his head), he charmed all of the nurses - they were even bringing other nurses in to meet him (what a little flirt), amazed everyone, even the doc, with his coloring skills and ability to "stay in the lines", recited his ABC's, days of the week, numbers, his weight, full name.... well you get the picture... and was, in general, a little darling the whole time we were there. Mommy said lots of prayers, and tried not to think of "worst case scenario", which I am so prone to doing (hey, hard not to when you're an NP)! But in the end, my little man was pronounced to be safe and sound with his head intact. I breathed a huge sigh of relief, put him in the car, and went in search of a "Get Well Soon" balloon... which I found today. Of course now, my precious boy is curled up in his bed, clutching his "boom", and hopefully dreaming sweet dreams- A beautiful sight. Have a great weekend, everyone!
Much love,
Jennifer