Remember how Portie learned how to ride his bike without training wheels??
He crashed.
It was a bad one.
He went to the top of our street so he could ride down the hill really fast. He scraped almost every part of his little body-knees, elbows, forehead, chin, nose, hands.
And he cut his lip open. Like completely open.
He had to get stitches.
We both cried. It pretty awful.
I don't know how in the world he didn't knock his front teeth out. There was asphalt ground into them. He chipped another one of his teeth (the little one right next to one of his front teeth), and he ripped up his gums pretty good. He cut his lip from the top where it attaches to his gums (that little stretchy tissue) all the way to the pointy down part of his lip.
He got 3 stitches.
He did really good. He was really scared. So was I. We both tried to be brave. I tried so hard not to cry before they started working on him. After they started and gave him the shot (we covered his eyes so he wouldn't see the needle) I cried. It was so sad. My poor baby boy!
Hopefully the stitches will stay in. Hopefully he won't mess with them with his tongue-it's hard not to when you've got something like that in your mouth. Hopefully it'll heal up quickly and everything will be okay. Until then, he's pretty swollen and sore. No school for that boy today.
In other news...
I went for a run yesterday. All by myself (Amberlee was getting her hair done). It was a longer one (about 7 miles). I really wanted to run down the canyon, but Matt won't let me. He thinks I might get hit by a car. So I ran from Matt's mom & dad's to the lake, around the lake, and back to their house (Matt was up there to help with some sprinkler things, but it was done when we got there because we were at the dr. with Port for so long). I just felt like running...a long ways. You know the feeling? Anyway...it was SO nice! It was dark when I got back. Matt was just getting on his 4 wheeler to come look for me when I walked in the door. I was thinking when I was getting close to done that he's probably getting worried and would come look for me. He did. I love that about him.
Also...
Matt's mom and dad left this morning for a 3 week road trip to Minnesota (to visit Adam (Matt's brother) and his family) with a few stops along the way. We'll miss them.
He crashed.
It was a bad one.
He went to the top of our street so he could ride down the hill really fast. He scraped almost every part of his little body-knees, elbows, forehead, chin, nose, hands.
And he cut his lip open. Like completely open.
He had to get stitches.
We both cried. It pretty awful.
I don't know how in the world he didn't knock his front teeth out. There was asphalt ground into them. He chipped another one of his teeth (the little one right next to one of his front teeth), and he ripped up his gums pretty good. He cut his lip from the top where it attaches to his gums (that little stretchy tissue) all the way to the pointy down part of his lip.
He got 3 stitches.
He did really good. He was really scared. So was I. We both tried to be brave. I tried so hard not to cry before they started working on him. After they started and gave him the shot (we covered his eyes so he wouldn't see the needle) I cried. It was so sad. My poor baby boy!
Hopefully the stitches will stay in. Hopefully he won't mess with them with his tongue-it's hard not to when you've got something like that in your mouth. Hopefully it'll heal up quickly and everything will be okay. Until then, he's pretty swollen and sore. No school for that boy today.
In other news...
I went for a run yesterday. All by myself (Amberlee was getting her hair done). It was a longer one (about 7 miles). I really wanted to run down the canyon, but Matt won't let me. He thinks I might get hit by a car. So I ran from Matt's mom & dad's to the lake, around the lake, and back to their house (Matt was up there to help with some sprinkler things, but it was done when we got there because we were at the dr. with Port for so long). I just felt like running...a long ways. You know the feeling? Anyway...it was SO nice! It was dark when I got back. Matt was just getting on his 4 wheeler to come look for me when I walked in the door. I was thinking when I was getting close to done that he's probably getting worried and would come look for me. He did. I love that about him.
Also...
Matt's mom and dad left this morning for a 3 week road trip to Minnesota (to visit Adam (Matt's brother) and his family) with a few stops along the way. We'll miss them.
