So on our way to the vacation mentioned previously, we encountered an accident with this little guy. We decided to stay in a classic best western space age lodge in a tiny po-dunk town somewhere in the middle of Arizona on our way to Mexico. We got to the town and happily went for a walk and even found a tiny history of the town museum to look through. We then decided to grab a bite to eat. We found a pizza place and just as we were finishing eating, Jackson fell off his chair and hit the ground. As soon as I pulled him up, I knew we had a problem-- lots of blood and a gaping gash just above the eye. Unfortunately we were over an hour away from the nearest hospital in Phoenix. So John and Jackson made the evening trek to Phoenix and got him stitched up. 7 stitches. Poor guy. They made it back to the motel around midnight. These are the first stitches that any of our kids have had to have. We have very cautious children. The following are some pics to chronicle the night.
He was so good. Just lied there reading books.
He was so good. Just lied there reading books.