Liam has also shown his bravery this summer. He was injured in the backyard. Let's see...how to say this without assigning blame...he was with a parental figure other than myself...and it involved a power tool falling onto his head from a high spot. Enough said. Safety lessons were learned, and everyone is OK. I was amazed at how composed Liam was, even though blood was running down his face, into his eyes. (I did a pretty good job keeping calm too, as that is not one of my strengths.) I took him to the Urgent Care just because the cut was on his forehead and it wasn't closing very well, so I thought he might need stitches. Turns out they could just glue him back together with DermaBond. He was so relieved! But I took notice of how calm he was, even while knowing stitches were a possibility. This is the boy who used to get so worked up over annual vaccinations that he would practically hyperventilate. My boy is growing up.
Liam also showed once again that he is not afraid of heights. He wanted to try the "rope course" at the local bowling/laser tag place. I thought that he and Natalie could both give it a try, but once we got there and saw how high it was and how thin some of the ropes were, Natalie gave it a pass. In fact, several older kids also got up there and decided they couldn't do it. Liam jumped right on and climbed like a pro, with that little tongue stuck out the side of his mouth in concentration. Bravo, my brave rope and rock climber! I can see you as my future astronaut now, with no fear of heights or speed.
