This afternoon, right before quiet time, Joel "bumped his bean" according to the volunteer assistant who helped us to our room in the ER. Actually, he ended up on the wrong end of Lydia's scissors. Who knew preschool scissors could be so dangerous? Apparently Joel and Lydia were squabbling over her art project.
The doctor who glued the cut together sympathized with us. He raised four daughters and four sons. The upside was that Matt and I got to wish each other a "Happy Anniversary" earlier in the day than we had planned.
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