I am not sure exactly what happened, but Tiago was playing one minute and screaming the next. At first I assumed that he was releasing some pent up emotion about some toy truck not having movable wheels or a toy wasn't staying in the wad of paper he put it in. While attempting to acknowledge his "frustrations" though, I saw blood streaming out of his mouth and all over his hands. I scooped him up and ran to the bathroom, asking in vain where the blood was coming from. No sooner had I cleaned the blood off, the crying stopped and he was off on another adventure. Amazing considering that it looked like an emergency room visit in order to stitch up his gums was inevitable.
1 comment:
ouch!
boys will be boys i guess.
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