yes, it was too good to be true....

here I was bragging about our quiet night together at home & then Evan runs in the door crying & screaming.  First I thought it was no big deal & then he moved his hand from his forehead & Collin & I both freaked out a little {as did Evan when he saw blood on his hand}.  Once I got his head cleaned up a little, I realized he had a pretty bad gash on his forehead, so I called mom to stay with the other two & Dan to meet me at the ER & we were on our way.  Evan was freaking about the possibilities of stitches, brain surgery & memory loss {seriously kid, your six... where do you get this stuff!}.  Turns out, it only needed glue & he really did well last night & thank goodness, no signs of concussion.  Today he was back to running around & being his old crazy self.