Little Maxwell Lee

Last sunday Max cracked his head open. We had just gotten to Trevor's parents house when he went running in to see all his cousins and he tripped over Trevor's size 13 feet:)...needless to say, he fell and slammed his head on the hinge of the bathroom door. It was very tramatic for him. The entire way to the the hospital he was asking if the Dr. would just kiss him better...no bandaids. So that's the first thing he asked the Dr..."would you please kiss it better?" The Dr. got all weird and said, " no..I think your parents can do that." Anyway, he ended up with 2 staples in his noggin...poor kid. We got the staples out yesterday and all is well. Here is a photo of the damage. I have a strange feeling this won't be the last set of stiches/staples that he will have. I think Trevor said that by the time he was his age, he had already had a couple of sets of stiches and some broken bones, so I guess we're doing pretty good. To tell you the truth, I'm suprised he is 3 1/2 and this is the first set!