Head wounds bleed a lot

My mother has always told me, "Head wounds bleed a lot." (This has been in the context of head injuries, not just randomly as we're shopping or making dinner or something like that). I'm grateful for that, especially today, when I saw a stranger bringing my son out of his gymnastics class with the left side of his face covered with blood. It's more than a bit disarming when your child is bleeding so much that you don't even know where the source is. I just swallowed and told myself, "Head wounds bleed a lot, head wounds bleed a lot!"

Of course he was already wearing his cub scout shirt for our afternoon activity, and it was proving itself effectiveness at absorbing blood. Once we got him to the bathroom and washed him off, we found that his head was only scratched less than a centimeter, with one small hole in the middle like he'd run into a nail. The woman who brought him to me went back and checked, but couldn't find anything sharp on the box he ran into while playing, so the hole remains a mystery.

We still went to the cub scout activity (after washing and drying the shirt) and on the way home, Ethan asked if he could watch a movie as a special treat because of his injury. So Megan asked, "Mommy, if I get a bloody head can I watch a favorite movie?" How do you answer that?