I hesitate to write "first trip" because I sure pray and hope that he doesn't go back, but somehow I have a feeling that it won't be our last trip with three boys in the house.
He was a trooper. Sam and Patrick collided in the driveway. Sam was on his bike and Patrick was running. Patrick came running from around the corner and they didn't see each other until it was too late. There were more tears than Patrick's usual reaction. Normally, he falls and brushes it off and gets back up again very quickly, but not this time.
Once he got to the hospital, Alan said that he was the sweetest little patient. He didn't cry at all and sat sweetly with his Daddy. He's such a brave little boy.
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| Before the stitch--was excited to go ride to work with Daddy in the Jeep. |
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| After the stitch--still smiling. |
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