This week has been the week of adventures (and it is only Tuesday). Our car is still at the shop and that has complicated things a little bit. At 6 tonight Marcus feel off the kitchen counter and bit all the way through his lip. I didnt have a car and Eric was just leaving work in Salt Lake, so luckily one of my friends let me take her car to the urgent care. I have never seen Marcus so sad. For as much as he gets hurt, he takes it pretty tough and doesnt cry a lot. He did this time. He had to get 5 outer stitches and 4 inner stitches. They wrapped him like a burrito in a blanket while 3 nurses held him down so the doctor could get the stitches in. The entire time he yelled...'ew, stinky'...that is what he says when he has a stinky diaper, or when he eats something he doesnt like, or when someone hurts him and he doesnt like it. Here is a picture of him with the bandaid over his stitches to try and hold the neospin on. He took that off about 5 minutes after we got home.
In this picture it looks like he is crying, but all night he has been holding his lip out like this, I guess that is the most comfortable position for it. This picture makes me want to cry. Anyways, enough said about the injury. I hope we are not in the Urgent Care for a while.