We only went to the church building for one session of the General Conference this fall and we came home with blood spilled. That doesn't happen much in North America nowadays, does it?Well, so here is the story: As we were getting ready to leave Patrick decided to jump from one folding chair, next to the last pew in the chapel, onto another folding chair next to it and neither Kevin nor I were able to reach him in time to catch him before his little foot hit the edge of the first chair and flung him chin first into the edge of the pew! Ouch! So he got bandaged up in the parking-lot from the emergency kits and we took the sad, bloody boy home. But, incase you were wondering, keeping anything on the face of a boy under 2 years old, bandage or not, is neary impossible and so we have a few pictures of his cute little now scarred chin. He is so proud. Enjoy.
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Uh, remind me not to bring the kids if we ever come visit you. There's too many accidents and scarring that goes on around your house. J/K One of these days we hope to get out to visit.
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