On Wednesday night I picked the kids up and Bishop wanted to go biking. Since Luke wasn't home, I put Nora in the bjorn and told Bishop he could either bike to the lake and bike home (not to the bandshell) or to the school and we'd play on the playground. He choose the school.
He biked over to the school and Paul and Johnny were getting there at the same time, so he was really excited to see Johnny. They were playing on the playground and Bishop was all over the place. Since it's a middle school the "activities" at the playground are for older kids. There are a couple of slides and then some "pods" you walk across that move, so it requires a lot of balance. There was one area where Bishop definitely needed some help to move from pod to pod and there was one area where he could go on the pods on his own. He would do this over and over and over again and he was doing really well! I was VERY impressed it could maneuver across the pods so well.
I had just helped him across the pods he needed help with when he stepped off the platform to the pods he had just gone on 5 times in a row....he missed the pod and fell off the platform, scraping the back of his head on the platform and basically landing on his head. I saw it all happen (which isn't always a good thing). Thank god for Paul. I was a mess....there was blood everywhere and he was sobbing and screaming! I had Nora in the bjorn and thankfully Paul stepped right in....he didn't think twice and got his hands in the middle of the bloody mess to see how big the gash was. It was a little hard to tell since his hair was covering the cut and of course it hurt for us to touch it. I gave Nora to Paul and finally got Bishop settled down (after Paul informed me he didn't think he needed stitches). I would say he cried for 5 minutes at the most and then he wanted to keep playing and do it all again!!! This boy is crazy! :)
He was crying when we left because he wanted to stay. I carried both kids home on my hips, while Paul carried the bike. Luke still wasn't home when we got home, but I had Bishop settled down. I tried to clean up the cut, but he wouldn't let me. Luke gave Bishop a bath when he got home and we decided there wasn't a deep enough gash for stitches! It looked much worse than it was!
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