It seems like things just keep happening around our place. It is now Tacoma's turn to get hurt. Yesterday at school he was playing tag and ran into a pole. He said he didn't know that the pole was there. It wasn't a long cut just deep. He got 3 stitches and a black eye from it. Hopefully this is the end of accidents for us, at least for awhile.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
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Oh my goodness. It never ends at your house. Tell Tacoma to keep those girls away. (I am sure it was girls chasing him.)
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