The Worst Chin Bonk to Date
I was thrilled last night – delighted.
Morning passed well, nap time came and went, I got all of my chores done and when I glanced at the clock to wish that 5 o’clock would come sooner so that Jay could come home I noticed that it was indeed 4:08!
I love a fast Monday!
So Cee and I played in the office. It has a clear view to the road, so that we can watch cars, play cars, and make car noises all at the same time. I told Cee that in less that an hour we’d see our car go by bringing Daddy home. The thrill was too much to wait for – Cee ran a dancing-type run toward the window and FLOP – a chin dive right into the sill.
My heart stopped, ever so momentarily, as I imagined THE accident that I swear 4 out of 5 people did as toddlers, where they fall on their chin and stick their tooth through their lip (both Jay and my Perfect Bro sport scars from that very thing).
I picked Cee up and flipped him around – no blood, no protruding teeth, whew! Now to assess the real damage…
A few scrapes,
the start of a bruise,
swelling on one side of the chin,
and what’s that in his mouth? Looks like a little bleeding cut, but on the roof of his mouth. 
OUCH!
The babers cried and cried in my arms, and I told him he could since it’s perfectly fine to cry when you’re hurt.
He cried – I hugged.
He cried – I rubbed his back.
He cried – I gave him a little foot massage.
He cried – I got the Motrin.
That much crying from Cee means trouble, he usually recovers from your average bump in less than 2 minutes – faster with a good distraction (AKA a cookie).
So I gave him some medicine and chased it with a happy helping of chocolate pudding (cookies wouldn’t do with a sore mouth). He cried a little between bites, but I think that the chocolate did the trick (what doesn’t it cure, am I right?) and we were back to a happy evening even before Daddy walked through the door.
Thank you makers of Baby Motrin! (And if any choco-holics out there are wondering about the magic pudding, I’ve got a post coming about that tomorrow.)