Dishwasher and Glue

Coming from the doctor the day before, I thought we were home free for a while of doctor's visits.  Until we woke up and started another day.  I was doing the breakfast dishes and wobbly Brock was "helping" me as he always seems to do.  His slippery footy pajamas got the best of him as he fell down he hit the edge of the dishwasher.  This time the dishwasher won.  Brock came up screaming in a bloody mess.  Once I cleaned him up and calmed him down, I wondered if stitches would be needed since the gash was just below his bottom lip.  We decided to head to the clinic.  Since I was on crutches and couldn't take him myself, Lori Rogers was so kind to drive us there and help me through it all.  I have the best neighbors and friends.  As the doctor examined it he decided that he would seal it up with glue instead of stitches.  All I can say is they should have just given me the glue and sent me home.  I think I could have done a better job.  I am not a doctor, but I'm just saying it was quite the experience.  Anyway, he survived yet another fall and is still smiling through it.  Our little Brock the rock.