Party updates will have to wait until tomorrow. I'm too busy catching up from yesterday's news: The Great Bicycle Crash (circa August 2009).
Ty's recently become more confident on his bike. And by recently, I mean...within the last week. He loves to race up and down our dead-end street with his friends, Jack and Sam. The problem with this activity is that Sam has no fear and Jack's 7. So Saturday and Sunday, when the boys were "cruisin' the hood", I left Juliette (Jack and Sam's Mom) on look-out duty and I chose to stay inside with the babies. It was just too scary for me to watch. I was sure someone would cut someone off and there'd be skin all down the street. But I was wrong!
Around noon, Becca (the Monday morning sitter) came in carrying a battered, bruised, bloody lump of Ty. Still wearing his helmet, but only one shoe, I was greeted in the hall by a very sad and sore little boy that didn't win the race. Instead, he hit a bump in the road and flipped his bike.
The Injuries: 2 skinned elbows, 1 raw knee, 1 bloody nose, 1 scrapped chin and 1 marked-up forehead (I think from the helmet?)
The Cure: An afternoon on the couch with The Disney Channel, some Tylenol, lots of Neosporin, and bandaids before bed!
We're still not walking 100% today, but we're feeling MUCH better after a good night's sleep. He has assured me that he will get back on his bike...someday...when his cuts aren't "still oozy and gross...like in 10 days!"
I know this won't be the last time I have to deal with this, but maybe next time, I'll be a bit more prepared. I gotta tell ya, this FREAKED ME OUT! I was all queasy washing him off and got a little light-headed myself when I saw just how much skin is missing from the boy!