Ryan's First Stitches

This afternoon we were visiting Grandpa Peterson. Grandma is in the hospital recovering from a hip replacement. Joel and his dad were installing a new toilet in the bathroom and Ryan was "helping". He was carrying around the tools, and pretending to "fix" things with them. I went to lay him down on Grandpa's bed to change his diaper, and his hand bounced up, wrench and all, and smacked him in the mouth. Immediately he was bleeding and crying, and after a few seconds we realized it was probably going to require stitches. So I hauled him off to urgent care and left the guys to fend for Jake and Kaleigh. Ryan was an absolute trooper through it all. He put on his brave face, and let the Doctor put in two stitches. He barely even fussed when they injected the lidocaine. Once we got back to Grandma and Grandpa's house, he finally looked in the mirror, saw the stitches and asked me to kiss his owie.