Benson and Owen enjoy jumping on their beds. They will usually end up pulling their matresses off and making a "bridge" with them. It's quite annoying. A couple Sundays ago, I was getting ready for church and I could hear them jumping. I don't remember what Jeff was doing---probably preparing his primary lesson. I yelled to the boys to stop, but do they listen? No! I was running behind & I thought "well at least they're not buggin' me while I'm getting ready". I know, I'm a great mom. A few minutes later I hear Owen crying pretty bad, and then Benson starts crying his scared/I'm in trouble cry. I tell Jeff to go see what's wrong. Jeff came quickly down the stairs holding Owen and told me to look at his head.
When I saw the massive bump, I kicked it into gear and got an icepack. My mom has a great story about how icepacks saved her from looking awful after a nasty trip she took. It's a great story. Anyways, back to Owen. He didn't like the icepack, but he let us put it on there for a little while. He stopped crying after a few minutes and seemed fine.
I checked his eyes to see if he had any signs of a concusion. Benson kept wanting to get in the pictures like we were all having a fun photoshoot.
I felt awful. You can still feel a little of the bump today. It happened 2 weeks ago. I wonder if there will be any permanent damage. A small bump forever?
