Accident prone?

It wouldn't be a proper visit with family if someone didn't get injured, right? My dad tore a hamstring within his first few minutes of arriving - I'll spare the details on how. He still insisted on accompanying us on all our outings, gimpy leg and all. Silly dad - so stubborn.

Then, while the cousins were visiting, Eve tripped and landed smack dab on the cutting edge of a tape dispenser. It grazed, er, I mean sliced her ankle quite nicely, prompting a visit to the emergency room and narrowly avoiding stiches. I'd say, "poor thing" but the kid walked out of there with a new stuffed animal and as much spunk as ever. She somersaulted off the bench at our kitchen table the very next day. Sometimes I swear I'm raising boys.



There! All caught up.