One week ago, Bubba picked a fight with the bed frame in our bedroom. At least that's his version of the story. I was in the kitchen and heard the door to our bedroom open. I hollered, "Bubba, get out of Mommy and Daddy's room." Then I promptly came around the corner to be sure he complied. When I saw him, he was holding his head and screaming loudly. I scooped him up and tried to get a good look at the injury. I carried him to the kitchen where I put ice on it. I called my mother-in-law (a Nurse Practitioner) to tell her of the accident and seek her advice. She must have recognized the panic in my voice because she made plans to come straight to our house after work. (it was already in the 4 o'clock hour)
When Bubba calmed down, I asked him to show me where he hit his noggin. He went in our room, lifted up the bed skirt and pointed to the bed frame. "Right there, Momma." How in the world did he manage that? My child who climbs on everything and jumps off everything gets this kind of injury from tripping and falling into a bed frame? Go figure! Do you notice that his shirt says, "You're looking at a legend." Fitting. Look at his profile...OUCH! My mother in law assured me that when a bump goes out (like a goose egg) that is a good sign. She checked him over and gave the thumbs up that he would be okay. I am SO grateful that she makes house calls!
Below are some pics we took a few days after the "bonk." Notice how the bruising is everywhere! He has two black eyes.