The saying that bad luck comes in three, rang true for us in a 5-day period. Luke was sledding with a friend on a hill covered with more dirt/rocks than snow. Unfortunately he took a header off of his sled and stopped by using his face. Poor kiddo. When my friend picked them up he said he didn't want to go home, but as they FaceTimed me, I could see some tears welling in his eyes and asked if he wanted to come home and he replied, "yes." I got him home and through some effort, got him into an oral surgeon (who also stitched up his chin in June) for 7-10 stitches in his mouth. He had to be on a soft food diet for 5-7 days and was pretty good to roll with it, even over Christmas. We're ready to be less involved with the healthcare world! :)
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