I got the dreaded call at work from Daycare today. She said he hurt himself outside and I jumped up and went in the hall to hear better with panic in my voice. She said he fell and hit his head and I asked if we needed to pick him up or take him to the hospital. She said no, there are just some scrapes on his head. I pictured his entire head scraped up. I showed up and laughed.
He is a rough and tumble boy. He is covered in scrapes and bruises. This is a no problem type of wound, but the call is still nice even if it scared the life out of me.
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