Frankenstein

Elijah is now "Frankenstein."  The table behind the couch has finally taken it's first victim.  It was bound to happen, with all the bonks, it has finally claimed it's first E.R. visit.  Two staples and two hours of waiting with a five year old in the most boring room known to manhood.  Who knew rock-paper-scissors could entertain for so long.  Any-ho a yellow popsicle and we are all better, and ready to go home.

On the car ride to the hospital, Jake kept asking how Elijah was doing and he would reply, "good, just my head kinda hurts."  I just thought it was a little comical, he's good just bleeding from the head is a little bothersome.