Brodrick's BIG ouchie!

One day after his big birthday... Brodrick fell (more like threw himself) and hit his head on the fireplace. It was horrible! Luckily grandpa Bement was with me and he helped me rush Brodrick to the ER. Look how sad!

The only time he calmed down was when I pointed out the fish in the fish tank... or sat on a baby sofa with him in front of a little TV. As long as Hannah Montana was on, he stopped crying (he likes blondes).

Chris met us at the hospital. Our little man was sooo upset. It was sad to see him in pain and all bandaged up.


He was crying and clinging to an unopened Capri Sun. I think it helped him because it was still cold. He was REALLY upset... until... he got drugged.



The doctor gave him something he nicknamed 'baby valium.'

Brodrick became a happy drunk...

And then

he was a fidgety little drunk..

And finally a sleepy drunk.

And, boy was he loopy. A few hours... and seven stitches later we were able to go home. He's a trooper.

Wondering how it happened. Here's the story:
The day after his first birthday, Brodrick and I were upstairs where he spends 90% of his life these days because of the dangerous tiled flights of stairs, glass top table, expensive art etc.

He was thirsty so I gave him some juice (100% juice from Capri Sun, i.e. 'crack for babies').

I must have dropped the straw on the way up the stairs so I turned around to look for it and he thought I was taking it away so he threw himself on the brick fireplace and hit his forehead on the inner corner... the only part that wasn't protected with baby safety rubber.

This is video of Chris cheering up our doped up little man.