Another parenting milestone: come pick up your bloodied child

I knew it was coming. I guess I should count myself lucky to have made it two years into his scholastic career before it happened. I certainly count myself lucky for having been home to take the call when it came in.

“Hello, this is the school. Your little guy is here — he’s fine, but he’s taken a tumble, and you might want to come and get him. His nose was bleeding pretty badly, and he has a couple of scrapes.”

I’d been on my way to the grocery store and almost missed the call. Luckily, Simon was already outside in his coat and shoes. I finished the diaper change I’d been in the middle of and bundled up the baby in his car seat, and we were at the school in about five minutes. Poor Tristan was still shaking, and his little heart was racing. He’d been rolling down the hill with his friend, got dizzy and lost control. Then hit the pavement. Ouch. I’ve been trying to figure out exactly how a body hits the pavement to leave a welt two inches above his knee, on his hip, on the inside of his elbow and from the tip of his nose down his mouth to his chin. *cringe* Apparently his nose bled quite profusely.

I was highly impressed with the school. By the time I arrived, his teacher was there with another teacher who might have been a nurse. They’d bundled him up and were talking gently to him. His teacher had even given him a couple of Hershey’s Kisses, which had melted into chocolate-foil blobs in his clenched fist. His teacher offered to help us out to the car, and her concern for Tristan was obvious. A yucky thing to happen, for sure, but I was pleased by the reaction of both the school and his teacher.

Poor kid’s got his mother’s dexterity. He’s doomed.

Author: DaniGirl

Canadian. storyteller, photographer, mom to 3. Professional dilettante.

One thought on “Another parenting milestone: come pick up your bloodied child”

  1. Hi Dani! You have ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL children…poor little bug with the bloody nose:( Hope he’s feeling better and wearing the scabs with honour! I have a “breaker”…she’s dislocated her elbow 3 times, and cracked it once…who knows the chances of that! Enjoy your “clusters” while you can, they’re over waaaayyy too soon, eh?! Take care:)

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