Bumps and Bruises

What do you get when you take three hyper boys to dinner and let them all have chocolate milk....then you:
Buckle them in the van and drive to help move furniture for a few minutes - all while making boys sit in car seats...then you:
Allow them out, with several warnings and requests to calm down, for a brief moment while you take care of some things for your inlaws who are out of town....
You get:
Loud thud
Screaming
Blood
Brusies
Hiding child
Tattleing child
Crying child
Thankfully, the crying child was pacified with a spider man ice pack. He called his eye his: "spider eye", all night, while holding his ice pack on.
The tattleing child was calmed when he saw his little brother was ok, but was all too excited to tattle.
The hiding child was found, apologized, scolded and rescolded for: Throwing his youngest brother onto the chair. This act in and of itself is unacceptable, and he knows better, but he's a boy and boys rough house. The problem was O didn't stay on the chair, he bounced off, hit his other brother on the way down and landed face first into the carpet. To add insult to injury, he was wearing his glasses.

His eye was looking much better, until this morning. Less than 13 hours after his injury, the same place on his eye/head was injured again. This time, by his momma! I was babysitting (surprise), and went to help put him on the bench seat. I tripped over the high chair leg and bumped into O. This had a domino effect.

E spilled her food and O fell into what I thought was the bench. Unfortunately, I was wrong. He bumped that poor section of his head on the corner of the window ledge. He looked at me, with a bloody head/eye, and I immediately apologized and scooped him up.

We cleaned the wound and assesed and reassesed the situation. Does it need stitches, yes it needs stitches, it's such a small wound though... We called for reinforcement and had grandma, the stitch expert, come and take a look at it. Her assesment was: "Oh, that little thing. It's just a small puncture wound. It could use a stitch or two, but why put him through the trauma of stitches for such a small cut". I agreed and figured either way he'd scar...besides he's a boy and scars are cool right!?!? He could tell all his friends it's from the time he got in a fight with his big momma or something fun like that.