The girls were dressed and had already eaten breakfast. You and your husband had finished your coffee and reading the Sunday morning newspapers. As the four of you waited for your son to come down stairs, you heard a really loud crash. The four of you waited a few seconds before you responded. Quite honestly, you were all accustomed to all kinds of noise when your six year old son is involved. After the slight pause, however, the scream followed and the four of you ran up the stairs to find out what had happened. Your son was bleeding, again, …