Wyatt just drove in from Texas and asked the boys to go swimming with him. They weren't swimming for 5 minutes and I hear, "Jenny...get out here now. HELP!" I ran outside to see blood literally everywhere and I started to panic. What just happened? I guess Crew was showing off for his Dad and did a back flip off of the waterfall and didn't jump out far enough so he gashed his head on the rocks. All of the blood made it look worse than it really was. Once we got the bleeding to stop we decided to take him in to our friend John who's a pediatric dentist. He gave Crew a little laughing gas, numbed him up and stitched him up. He did great and didn't even shed one tear. First stitches we've ever had, and I'm sure not our last...
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