Usually Mondays are uneventful. I have a day off and I go grocery shopping. That's about it. I know. Exciting.
Today, we set out to get Quincy's hair cut. It was long and looked bushy. I conveniently forgot that most barbers are closed on Monday. Two shops later, we found one open. It was at The Avenue, an outdoor mall here in town. I hung out with Quincy during the hair cut and Keegan browsed Best Buy. Afterwards, Quincy and I headed for Best Buy, too. Keegan met us on the sidewalk and the adventure began.
Quincy decided to run away from us and back towards the haircut shop. He was wearing Crocs. It was a bad idea. He got about six or eight feet away and then boom--faceplant. He slid on his forehead and nose, with most of the impact being absorbed by his head and nose. He ended up with a goose-egg on his head and a scrape below that. His nose bled like crazy. It took six wet paper towels to get it manageable. When we headed to the car, I had another three paper towels in my hand and his nose continued to bleed for ten minutes. He also scraped up his left knee. He looked like he'd been in a fight and lost.
Here are some pictures once we got home. He had stopped being upset by this time.
Well, mostly stopped being upset anyway. He looks kind of sad in this one.
A close-up of the forehead!
That's not blood that I didn't scrub off on his nose. That's an actual scrape where he slid. Ouch!
Looking pretty relaxed here after some candy.