When we got home, I unbuckled Bethany and sent her in the house while I finished grabbing my purse. Then, just seconds later I heard it. You know, the cry of death. I ran in to find Bethany screaming her head off with blood all over her chin and literally dripping on the floor. So gross. So I quickly grabbed a towel to try to find the cut and it looked bad. Mom and I debated on whether she needed stitches. I was thinking she needed them but since I was unsure we headed down to our awesome fire department down the street.
Bethany was a champ. She squished up her eyes but sat perfectly still and let the fireman wipe off her boo boo some more. He said she needed stitches. So he taped up her chin, gave the kids some fireman hats and sent us on our way.
Then, we went to Children's off Acton Road. Again, she did amazing. She never cried and did everything each nurse and doctor asked her to do. I was SO PROUD! She sat still and never flinched while the doctor did 5 stitches.
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