Black Eye

Reed's eye is bruised but the swelling has gone down drastically.  He says he doesn't notice any change in vision, and I continue to give him little eye tests.  No headaches, but he says that it is sensitive to touch.  He is a little embarrassed since he saw himself.  We are giving him lots of love and support.

Ouch!

We were all in the backyard relaxing on a beautiful Friday afternoon, when we heard the hit.  Ryland hit the baseball and it smacked Reed right in the face.  He started screaming, and his eye started to swell immediately.  We made him comfortable on the sofa and applied ice.   We kept a close eye on him throughout the evening.  

Poor boy!  I can only imagine how bad it hurts.

Bat 1 Reed 0

Reed got a little too close while Ryland was batting.  I heard the screaming and ran to the back door.  John Chris met me there holding Reed.  The area around his eye was swollen and red immediately, and he had a cut above his eyebrow which was bleeding.  We will watch him over the next few hours, but he is acting completely normal after about 5 minutes of crying.  He is a tough kiddo!

 

Ouch at Chick Fil A

It was all good in the beginning. Ryland ate his lunch without confrontation, and then we went to play. He was climbing and laughing when he fell. He knocked his head right on the bottom trim of the glass wall. It was a terrible thud followed by screaming and blood.
After I wiped the blood off, I could see the gash and the knot. Poor little man. I sat in the backseat with him for a while debating if I needed to take him to the doctor or not. After talking to my mom and John Chris, I decided to take him home. I was sure to keep him awake for a few hours before nap. Dr. Momma put some ointment and a Spongebob bandage on the ouchy to help make it all better.

Diaper box fun

Who needs toys when you have a diaper box to play with? After a nap and a snack, Ryland is in a much better mood. I think the Spongebob bandage helped him forget about his head injury.

Cooper is never far from the fun. Ryland tried to talk him into getting in the box, but Cooper wasn't interested.

Major OUCH!

I am putting out the trash, and Ryland is playing in the garage. I am down to two more bags, and he starts trying to run out of the garage. I grab him before he falls and explain how he needs to slow down and be careful so he doesn't fall. He starts kicking his legs and trying to throw a fit, so I sit him on the floor. I turn to grab the last bag only to turn around and see him sprinting out of the garage and down the slope in our driveway. It is almost like slow motion. I couldn't get to him fast enough. SPLAT. He face plants right into the concrete. He immediately starts screaming, and I am afraid of what I will see when I pick him up and flip him over.

It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but his head has a scrape and a knot. I carry him inside to show John Chris and Liz. Of course he will not allow us to put ice on it, so what else could we do but start taking pictures.
OK! Enough! I think this is the get that camera out of my face cry.

First bloody busted lip

Now since Ryland is walking, it seems like everything is a potential hazard. We haven't started baby proofing the house, and it is now time to get it done. He is immediately drawn to the stairs and the fireplace. Of course!

We were playing in the entry area this evening, and he tripped. Bam, his face smashed to the floor. He was screaming and bleeding everywhere. I was so worried he had knocked a tooth out because there was so much blood. I finally was able to get him calmed down right as John Chris walked in the door. I just knew he would have a huge bruise and be in pain for days, but as soon as he saw Daddy he was OK.