Again....

So, we took our third trip to the E.R. in the last month. Sunday night Bodie tripped and fell on a speaker box and cut open his head. He had to get 5 stitches.

When we got home from the E.R. that night Bodie and I were brushing our teeth. He said, "Mom, I am sorry that I cried at the hospital."

I said that was ok, that he was hurt and not to worry about it. He said, "But you told me to be brave!"

Poor little boy. He feels fine now.