My Poor Baby!

Last night we stayed home from our weekly Bible study. Brad was sick with a cold and the baby was teething and the Mommy was tired. We had a delightfully comforting fall dinner of Chicken Chili Chowder and Pumpkin Bread. We even ate in the living room to give Brad an even more relaxed feeling. Then it was bath time... and it all began with bath time. Let's just say I will never look at the metal shower door rollers the same again. They are now the death trap! Our poor little Nathan ended up with a small gash in his thigh. As he screamed and tears rolled down his cheek Brad told me this was ER worthy. Our first trip as parents into the ER.
He helped me bundle Nathan, who was still crying, into the car and I rushed off. About five minutes into the drive he calmed down and started making music choices. That boy of ours was a crack-up.  After the   initial shock of the wound had died down he went right back to his really energetic, talkative, silly self. I was amazed. When I was ready to whisper sweet nothings in his ear he was yelling excitedly about the leopard sharks on the TV. We read together. Nathan chatted with the nurses helping us. He only whimpered when they had to move the paper towels and ice pack off the wound. Later they put numbing cream on his leg. That's when I gave him the iPod to play on. The little boy made noises and laughed and told me what was funny.

Nathan did cry again for the Novocaine shot, but after the few seconds of that pain Nathan was back to being silly. In this picture he's telling me for the third time that he likes me. It was like they had drugged him,  but it was just his joyous personality.

The Saavedra's first experience ever with stitches. He got five.

A church friend who works as an RN came to visit us.  He  made Nathan feel like a war hero! The man offered him a  Popsicle at 8:00pm. At 10:00pm, when they were finally stitching him up Nathan was still asking about that Popsicle. When he finally got one he asked the RN how he made those delicious Popsicles and where she got them and why we hadn't seen her at the grocery store. That little boy was a pleasure to be with under such circumstances.