Mean Old Zipper

Dylan came to me in a panic the other afternoon.  The hood of his sweatshirt was pulled up tightly on his head, and he was stuck, unable to get the hood off.  The fix looked easy…pull the zipper down.  The only problem was the skin of his neck was caught in the zipper.  That was a very heart-breaking moment for me having to pull the zipper.  Dylan cried/screamed.  It looked bad right after, but the next day it turned to a small scab that he was proud to show off. 

On a side note…Dylan has a small scar on his forehead from playing hide-and-seek with Anna.  He walked into the edge of a wall.  Poor thing.