When we were walking into my Grandpa's funeral, I was holding Peyton. I tripped and fell. I landed on my knees before I put my hands out to catch myself. Peyton fell and landed on his blanket and rolled off and hit his head on the cement. He got a pretty nasty scrape on his forehead and a few small scrapes on the back of his head. I got some pretty nasty scrapes on my knees, but better on me than on him.
He seemed pretty normal through the funeral, but just to make sure everything was ok, we took him into the emergency room. The doctor said that he sees things like it all the time. I thought the most interesting thing was that he said what he sees most often is babies strapped in their carseats in the cart at the grocery store who get knocked out and end up landing face-first on the ground. Pretty scary.
I am just glad it wasn't any worse than it was and that Peyton ended up being ok.
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