Today was a big day for Ashton. He first came home overjoyed because he received a "green day" at school. This meant he is able to attend the 2 birthday parties he is invited to tomorrow. (I really was going to let him go no matter what, but nothing wrong with a little bribery, right?) While walking home from the bus stop we were following along side the garbage truck. Nice smells for sure! Anyway, we scooted home and got there before the garbage truck. Ashton flew inside, washed his hands, got his snack then headed out the door for a little time on his bike before Matt came home for lunch. A few minutes later he runs in with a pile of bibles and yells, "Mom, look, the garbage man gave me all these Book of Mormons!" It was priceless. He was so excited. So I guess my neighbor down the street was throwing out bibles. Is that a little odd? Would you DARE throw away a Bible? Is it that hard to donate it to the Goodwill? So after he deposited the goods at home he decided to take another little spin on his bike. I was upstairs working on Sharing Time (imagine that!) and hear Ryan yell for help. I started running down stairs and could hear Ashton crying. I met him at the door where he was telling me he was hurt. I asked him where? I couldn't see anything wrong with him. He put his chin up and Voila! A yucky, scraped up chin. I let a little scream and ran him to the kitchen to put wet paper towels on it. I called Matt and said "you may want to hurry up and get here. I think we need to head to the Urgent Treatment Center." A few minutes later Matt arrived and said "Yep, we need to go to the Clinic." Once the Doctor saw Ashton's chin she gave us 4 options. Stitch up his chin, put steri-strips on it, put Dermibond on it, or leave it alone. We opted for option #3, Dermibond. After cleaning it real good, trimming off the exposed FAT, she glued him back together. He was a super trooper. Very minimal crying. The only tears (besides at the time of impact) was when they were cleaning it. He didn't mind the other part. Of course after we returned home he was back on the bike! I've included a photo of the "injury" and a photo of how accomidating he was trying to get a picture of the "injury".
