Our poor little guy....

...we had just got back from an early dinner...we hadn't been home 10 minutes. Mason fell coming up the stairs and cut open his chin...actually it wasn't his chin but the area of skin under his chin...it was bleeding pretty good and of course he got scared. I looked at it and knew right away he was going to need stitches. So I run across the street to see if the girls were available to come and stay with Ben and Camryn and Stuart and I took Mason to urgent care. He was so brave. When we first got there I sat down in the chair with Mason in my lap...he had his eyes closed and he started to whimper...it took me back to our hospital stay at Children's...he just looked so sad. I told him he was going to be ok and the doctors were going to help him. Once we got into a room they gave him some medicine to numb the area to get ready for stitches. He looked back up at me and said, "my bones are breaking" oohhhhhh I said Mason you are going to be ok. The doctor starts putting in the stitches and the first one goes just fine...he gets a little wiggly at the second...and starts squirming during the third...by the fourth one he was feeling every thing...it was hard to watch but he made it through. He is the toughest little guy I know!