Well, given Seth's fearless attitude towards life, it was bound to happen...a visit to Emerg. Thankfully it turned out well.
On Wednesday afternoon (not that long after the using-the-air-mattress-as-a-tobaggan-down-the-staircase activity), Seth was apparently standing straight upright on the back of our tall family room couch. I say apparently because I didn't see him standing there...I saw the empty air just after I heard the crash of his head against the window sill about six inches off the floor.
It took an hour to stop the bleeding from the wound on his head. When I could finally dig through his hair to see what was going on, I could see that the gash wasn't very long, but it did appear to be pretty deep. So Geoff took him to Emerg when he got home. Thankfully, the doctor was able to fix it up with glue, rather than with stitches, but we now have a wad of glue mucking up those lovely curls.
My mother likes (repeatedly) to advise me that I should calm the boys down and curb their wild dashes around the house/yard. I have (just as repeatedly and with a great deal more desperation) asked her for her advice on how to do this with boys who have more energy that I have ever possessed, on a cumulative basis. This is where she falls silent. And with good reason. My boys, particularly the younger one, are unbelievably active and energetic. That day alone, we'd been outside for a considerable period of time (riding bikes, walking, playing), the boys had played through an intense hour of gym class, and we'd finished school for the day. And still they felt that, where possible to run instead of walk, they would run; where possible to climb rather than to run, they would climb; and where possible to toboggan instead of to descend, they would toboggan. As I have said to my mother, other than taking them off of their vitamins and hoping that this would sap them of even a little bit of their energy, it is simply water off of a duck's back to tell either of my boys to sit down/stay still/stop running. From the time that they get up until the time that they fall asleep they move, and they actively seek out ways to expend that energy.
So, luckily this time, our trip to Emerg ended with a simple application of a glue gun. But I know, I really just know, that it's just a matter of time before stitches are required.