Somehow I knew the day would come when one of the horrible 'whacks' I hear would lead to stitches, I just didn't imagine it would be yesterday. You just can't plan this kind of chaos.
Sammy landed on a toybox and in turn, landed himself a trip to the emergency room. He was a brave little burrito (they wrapped his arms up in a sheet) and smiled all the way through 3 stitches to his eye.
Poor little man.
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Ouch.
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