Sunday evening right before friends arrived for dinner, Declan and I were having a nerf battle. I shot the balls down the hall and he went running to get them. Somehow he tripped and bashed his head into the wall. We both started screaming has blood poured out of his head. Brad came running from the garage and we tried to get Declan wiped off. He did not want us touching his head which made it very difficult to assess the extent of the injury. We finally decided he was ok, after much sobbing, blood and cuddling and did not take him to the doctor. Here he is Monday morning with his bandaid on his head!