Can you see the ouchie?

Since our camera is broken, I am using the picture from my previous blog to show Walker's bonk by his eye. A week from last Saturday we were at the temple, during which time, Walker fell off his chair and bonked his head on the table. The fall wasn't super far, but he did split the skin open right next to his eye. Our cute babysitter didn't know what to do because there was a lot of blood. So, she called her grandma (her parents weren't home), but her grandma didn't know where we lived, so she pulled out the family's ward directory and called the first person she saw on the list, a super nice lady who lives just around the corner. Our neighbor gives the grandma directions to our house, plus, she runs over to make sure Walker is all right. She also calls another neighbor, a nurse, and asks her to come over and check out Walker's ouchie.
During this time, the babysitter asks Remington if he knows where the first aid kit is. Remington, rather frantically runs into the bathroom, and comes back to tell her, "I don't know where the first aid kit is, but don't worry, I'm going back to look for the second aid kit!"
All this time, Ryan and I are sitting in the quiet temple, completely unaware that mayhem has broke loose at our house. As soon as we got into Ryan's truck to go out to dinner, my phone rings. It's our wonderful babysitter calling "just to let us know that Walker did fall and that it DID bleed A LOT, but he is fine now, and she just wanted us to know, but we don't need to come home unless we want to." Ryan and I, being the amazing and very concerned parents that we are, asked a couple questions, and then decided that it sounded like everything was under control and we would go out to dinner as planned!
Everything ended up being fine. Walker's eye did bleed a lot. I saw the evidence on some rags in the laundry room. But, it wasn't a very big or deep cut. He did have a black eye for a couple of days, but now, a week later, it looks really good and you can hardly tell that anything happened. We think our babysitter handled it great--we are so glad that she called somebody for help. If for no other reason than to help comfort the other kids...I am sure they were traumatized by the blood! Though, she definitely could have called the temple and we would've rushed home immediately...
Kudos to our babysitter, and kudos to our great neighbors who were so willing to help!
And, one more funny comment by Rem. The next day, Rem was filling us in on the excitement of the night before, and he very casually remarks, "Yeah, we invited 4 neighbor ladies to come over. They wanted to see Walker." Isn't he nice, to invite everyone over? Thoughtful.