Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Ouch!


So I told Tim to play with Michael while I find clothes.
 I didn't think that would translate as, "Dig through the trash and grab a metal formula can lid and give it to the baby..."
This is kinda what the lid looks like.

 I don't know if he needs stitches, I'm waiting for my mom to look at it. Brave little guy didn't even cry when I soaked it in peroxide. 

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