We Took A Bloody Trip...

...To the Er. That's what transpired for my family and I Tuesday night.While my husband began to get our boys ready for bed Evan went running towards his brother with a book, tripped, and hit the side of his face near his left eye on the corner of the bed.I was about to wash up dishes from dinner when I heard my husband call me, "Nicky! Evan fell! There's blood!" I went running and we met each other at the bottom of our stairs. My husband was covered in blood as was Evan. It literally looked like something out of a horror film.I will not soon forget Evan's face gushing blood, nor the smell of it.We put both our boys and headed to the hospital.Thankfully Evan is okay. He's pretty banged up, but there is no permanent damage to his eye, which was our biggest concern. The doctor didn't stitch him up because of the location of the laceration but he's healing up pretty good.We returned home Wednesday morning at at 1:30 and Evan didn't wake until 11:30. I cleaned him up and he was in relatively good spirits with moments of irritability. Today he is doing much better, the area is still tender but he is happy even if he does resemble Rocky Balboa.I wanted to tell you all about this yesterday, but when I went about logging on the desire just wasn't there. I needed a day to just absorb it all and cuddle with my boys.