Franken-Marc

This weekend Erik's dad watched the kiddos while we went on our hot date. Right as we were getting ready to leave, Marc was wrestling with his step-uncle and somehow managed to bite his tongue. Marc started crying and screaming and blood was pouring out of his mouth.

I had him to spit in the sink, at which point he became hysterical - BLOOD!! BLOOOOOOD!!! It took almost 10 minutes to get that damn thing to stop bleeding enough to even see how bad it was. And it was pretty bad. The bleeding eventually stopped but he had a good 1/2 inch gash in his tongue.

Anyway, after the initial freak out because his tongue was bleeding to death, Marc now has a pretty wicked looking nasty cut. And he is SO proud. He's been walking around the past few days just sticking out his tongue at everyone. Look! Look! I almost bit my tongue in half!! Blaaaaaaaaah.