Poor Karter...

Remember when you were a kid and you used to swing on the living room furniture? Resting one hand on the arm of the couch and the other on the arm of the chair, hoisting yourself up and swinging back and forth? Well, my children seem to think they have perfected this.... they have not. Numerous times, they've slipped and hit a head, hip or knocked the wind out of themselves by falling flat on their back. Do you think that would teach them? NO, of course not.
On Monday night, Karter attempted this yet again. I happened to be doing laundry when I heard they hysterical crying and didn't run out right away because..... well because it's not an uncommon sound in our house (having two CRAZY boys). Poor Karter, he came running back with blood gushing out of his nose (both nostrils) leaving a trail of blood from the living room all the way to the laundry room (I say that like it's SO far...). He had slipped from his swinging position and face planted it right into the wood floor. I gave him a washcloth and had him sit down while I went to clean up the trail. He kept screaming and screaming and at one point, I said "Karter, calm down. You're not going to die." To this he replied, "Yes I am Mom, I'm running out of blood!" He was pretty serious and upset so I had to try not to laugh at his response. But man, he was almost right- there was a TON of blood. That's always kind of a scary thing for a mom.
Anyway, we got everything cleaned up and Karter calmed down (sort of) and I had to take a picture for Dad. You can't see it very well, it hadn't really started to swell yet but it got huge! My poor, little, perfectly-symmetrical-faced boy-- I was afraid it was going to be broken. The swelling finally started to go down today so I took him to the doctor for x-rays and thankfully, it's not broken. Whew!!
I just love the poor, sad look on his face in this pic though: