Sammy fell and hit his head on the front door hinge this morning and needed two stitches. John took him to Children's Hospital and I stayed home with the other two kids. He said that everyone kept saying how great Sammy was doing and how pleasant he was. John told them that if his twin had fallen, then his mother would have brought him. My poor little guy! They gave him Lidocane gel instead of a shot to numb up his head and gave him 2 dissolving stitches. John said that Sammy cried mostly about being held down, but that he didn't mind the stitches. The thing that I feel the worst about is how happy and carefree he usually is...now look at him isn't he pathetic?
No, but seriously, isn't it great how they gave him a band aid that blended in with his skin color so well. I hardly notice it...especially when the other two boys chase him around trying to pull it off! I guarantee that the band aid won't make it through the night!
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