In our case, Davis fell off the bed and split his head and mamma called Dr. Dad.
Ty was able to just stitch him up on the kitchen table. It's moments like this that I can't complain about the long years of school and residency and the too many nights spent alone, because Ty just saved me a painful night in the ER. Davis was a champ, well I guess he should be since it's the second time his Dad has had to stitch up his head. Maybe he just has the type of head that attracts hard objects.









We are so excited about how the yard turned out. The kids love it too! They were so funny when the grass went in, their faces were glued to the back door just watching the grass get put down. Ella made me laugh, she kept running to me and saying "we have grass mom!" Do you think they were sick of having a dirt yard?
