Rock in His Head

One day when Lee was three or four years old, he cut his forehead when he fell in the driveway.  It was a small cut, but I put something on it and covered it with a band aid.  I wasn't very worried about it because it seemed to heal just fine.  Well, there was one thing that concerned me--whenever I touched the spot that had been cut, I felt something hard inside.  

I finally took Lee to the doctor, who after feeling of the spot, said it was just scar tissue and would eventually go away.  I kept an eye on it anyway.  Eventually the wound became a bit discolored.  I think it happened when I gave Lee a bath one evening and was washing his face.  A teeny, tiny rock came out of the wound!  After that, his forehead healed quite nicely.  I still have the rock and tried to take a photo of it to include with this post, but it was just too small.

I guess I could say something about him being hard-headed or having rocks in his head even at a young age, but I won't.

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Praise the LORD, O my soul!
While I live I will praise the LORD;
I will sing praises to my God while I have my being.
Psalm 146:1-2