Last night, during the Magic game (that's right...I said, "Magic", not "Loser Lakers"), Sam did his first stunt that landed him in the hospital with nothing less than 6 stitches to the lower lip. While I wasn't witness to the actual stunt, the THREE men in the living room think it went down something like this:
"Sam was standing on his red chair, slipped down and then hit the train table. I think."
Yup. That's it, folks. That's the story. Plain and simple.
I had the honor of taking him to the hospital. He was a trooper. Even when he felt pain, he was totally calm. He asked many questions and got to check out all the gadgets near his bed. I don't have any gory pictures but here he is, all stitched up:
On a final note, when we took him to school this morning, no one was surprised he had stitches. Apparently, Evil Knievel has made several appearances on the playground and has survived, unscathed.
will the stitches keep the dirt out :-)
ReplyDeleteSamuel sports a stiched bottom lip just like his grandma
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