So poor little Quinn was trying to cheer up a crying Liam with tickles and wrestling, and then things went bad.
There was a crack so loud I was sure Quinn had some kind of skull fracture. But, alas, he just needed three little stitches. And, if you talk to Chris, getting those three little stitches was no small feat.
Quinn seems to have forgotten all about the stitches though (especially when daddy brought home a slinky)...until we have to go get them removed in a few days.
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Boys seem to be growing quickly. Time for an update on the blog. Us folks in KY need to keep up with the Ohio people. gail
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