Well it finally happened. Tim got stitches. I don't know what happened, because I was in the other room, but what I can guess is he was climbing on Michael's crib, fell, and cracked his head on the train box.
Jon was able to leave work to take Tim to the hospital and I stayed home. It killed me not to be there with him and hold his hand, but Jon said he was really brave.
He got two stitches and one ankle bracelet.
Tim loved the sticker that they gave him for his ID band that it took me a couple days to convince him to take it off.
We are so blessed that he wasn't hurt too bad and that Jon's work was great to let him leave to take care of his family.
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