Remember When.......

This is one is not for the faint of heart.....or blood. Don't worry, I don't have any pictures that documented this joyous occasion.

Time: Spring/ Summer of 2010. Landon would of been about 4 1/2 and Chase about 3 1/2.

Location: Our house, outside, front yard / drive way

Persons Involved: Landon, Chase, Matthew and his buddy James.

Scene: Matt and James are working on James car and boys are playing. I am in the house watching TV cleaning. Yeah, cleaning. That sounds better.

Story Name: Remember when Landon hit Chase in the back of the head with a hammer.
(yeah, long title...I'm working on that)

So the title kind of says it all. While Matt and James were working on the car, the boys were playing. All of a sudden I hear straight up, no joke, legit, death screams. I shot out of bed and ran to the front where Matt had Chase in his arms like a little baby. And the blood. Oh MY GOSH. The blood. Everywhere.

Matt's just screaming that Landon hit Chase with the hammer in the head and I should call 911. So that's what I did. I called 911 and told them my son hit my other son with a hammer then totally hung up.

By this time Matthew has Chase in the bathroom trying to figure out how bad it is. And the blood. Again. Everywhere. So much blood.

Within minutes 4 cruisers and an ambulance show up. Apparently I didn't tell them my sons were so little. They thought it was grown men hitting each other. Oops.

Anywho, the EMT's came in and were able to asses Chase's poor little head. And we were able to talk to Landon to find out just what happened. Turns out they were just playing with daddy's tools. And Landon accidentally hit Chase in the back of the head with the claw part of the hammer.

**I have never seen Landon so upset over anything in his life. He was terrified the police were going to take him away. He was scared of all the blood. He was just whimpering and shaking the whole time. We did have the police talk to him so he knew he wasn't going to jail. Poor kid. Shook him up so bad. **

So all that was taking place while the EMT's checked out Chase whose head was slowly stopping bleeding. Turns out he had about a quarter inch gash. Nothing that needed stitches or any type of more medical attention. Even the EMT's said so.

We cleaned up ALL THE BLOOD and continued on about our day. Still a day I will never forget. Ever.

Oh, and I'm pretty sure I heard James tell Matt he was never having kids. Ever.