Ouch!

Oliver took a spill last night while building trains with his Dad and brother. We all tried to ignore the screaming for a bit (he can be dramatic), but then he came toddling to the kitchen crying "mama" and I saw his bloody eye.

A tiny freak-out moment.

A dose of Tylenol.

A quick trip to the Urgent Care down the street.

When the Dr. asked if there had been any bleeding from Oliver's ears, Marty realized that Ollie's condition was minor. Ear bleeding from an eye injury? That's craziness.

And from now on when the boys take a tumble, we will gauge the seriousness based on the "is he bleeding from his ears scale".
Yes = hospital.
No = lollipop/ popsicle/ sugary distraction.