This is Weston's friend, Glow Pooh, and their first head wound. Last week Seth went to an Elders Quorum meeting, leaving me with a cranky Weston. He got upset when I told him he needed a time out and went to dive into the large pillows behind him. Little did he know there was a wooden picture holder with a sharp corner lurking behind the pillow. The corner punctured his head and we both ended up crying. That's what I get for trying to discipline my child. Seth was just a couple of apartments down so I called him and he came running home. I was afraid Weston would need a stitch or two, but it turned out to be a lot less than I thought. Weston is afraid of the pillows now.