September 15, 2006
A big owie!

Shortly, after Paul returned from dropping Nicholas off at preschool on Friday the phone rang. It was the preschool! My thoughts jumped to: Did he wet his pants? Did he poop his pants? Is he having a melt down?

I'm glad it was none of those things, but didn't like what it was either. Nicholas got hurt! They just wanted to let us know
that a wooden puzzle had fallen on his head and he had quite
a gash there. They were able to get it to stop bleeding, but he
had received quite an egg. Nicholas said he was fine, so it
seemed there was no need to come and get him, but they
wanted us to know before we arrived to pick him up.