Life at the Chicken Coop

My Henry

Last Saturday (as in over a week ago), Henry cut his head on a broken glass. Since I was outside when it happened, I can only hypothesize how it really went down, and I think it went something like this: Miles moved step stool near kitchen sink, climbs on counter, knocks a drinking glass off counter which breaks the glass, Henry comes sauntering over to the broken glass area, climbs on the stool, falls off stool into broken glass, and cuts his forehead.

And I didn't know how bloody head wounds are, but I do now. I thought he would need stitches for sure. This would make trip #2 to the E.R. for our family in the last two months. So off we all went to the hospital, Travis holding a towel over Henry's wounds as I drove and tried to do as the motto on my wall says, "Keep Calm and Carry On."

No stitches, some super glue and about an hour later, this little guy was back in action and ready to explore his world using his newly-acquired and oh-so-dangerous climbing skills. The poor guy had already got a fat lip from falling off the step stool earlier that day, so I felt especially bad for him. I'm just glad that he's okay and that his wounds are healing very nicely. I have to watch that one like a hawk now!