Coop-cident

While in St Pete, a casserole dish fell apart and smashed on the ground. Unfortunately, Cooper was standing below, and a shard if glass either sliced him on the way down or bounced up off the floor. Either way, his lip caught a pretty big gash, and blood was suddenly everywhere. In the midst of the screams (ours, not his), we went through half a roll of blood-soaked paper towels before I got out under control.
Having decided to take him to the emergency room, we realized that his feet were cut up too. There were small cuts on the top and bottom of both feet, so I carried him in his bloody shirt down Grandma's fancy condo and all the way to the hospital.
Cooper was amazing the entire time, only crying when the glass first broke, mostly from being scared. He sat still while the doctor gave him a few stitches on his lip, and was only a little impatient during all the waiting. The doctor hadn't seen a cut like his before, where it spanned across the lip and out to the skin near the corner.
A week later, it's healing up nicely, and I don't think there will be much of a scar, if any. Besides, as they say: "wounds heal, and chicks dig scars". Big man Cooper!

Just before the stitches went in