Our little monkey got bonked on the head

 Friday night Nathan took Mack up to our ward's fathers and sons campout. Mack was so excited! He loves camping.
The sad part of the story is that I got a call from Nathan around 10 letting me know that he and Mack were coming home so that we could take Mack to the emergency room. Definitely not the sort of call any mother wants (and especially not a pregnant mother who was looking forward to sleeping in)!
Mack's head had been patched up pretty well by our EMT neighbor, but he thought the cut might need stitches so we figured we'd play it safe and take him to the ER.
Luckily, the cut wasn't too bad, and he didn't have a concussion. All they did was put some medical glue on it and send us home.
The first picture is Mack the night it happened. His shirt says, "it seemed like a good idea at the time."

We still don't know what exactly happened. Something involving another small child and a metal bat. But we're so grateful that Mackay is alright. And I'm sure when he's a teenager all the girls will love his 'Harry Potter scar'.

This is Mack today. I'm so proud of him. He barely cried while they fixed him up.

A close up of the owie. Mack has been really good about ignoring it. We have to leave the glue on for five days.

He was a little stunned, but such a good boy through the whole ordeal.