I feel like I'm officially in the mom's club now that I've taken my bleeding son in for stitches. I'm so sad that his cute little face is no longer perfect. He fell off his bike and cracked his front tooth a couple of weeks ago. And then yesterday he bonked his head on the corner of my bed frame.
He was so brave while getting his stitches. I was so proud of him.
I got a tough guy on my hands. 
