12.00pm I hear a bang & crying.
Master M walks to the top of the stairs holding his head.
I'm about to scold him for slamming the back door again when I realise blood is pouring down the side of his head.
12.02pm We're in the car, reversing out the drive on our way to the doctors
12.16pm We're on our way home from the doctors.
No stitches although he really could use them. The doctor said that the cut will scar but the tape sticking the cut together is less traumatic for a 3 year old than stitches.
The afternoon has been filled with lots of cuddles, bugs bunny movies and freddo frogs.