Then, in the evening, Paul did the family party. He was delighted with his car and pants from Grammy and Grandpa, birthday money from Meme and dog neck pillow from Mom and Dad.
But, he was estactic when this morning came and he found the train table put together. He and the other three boys played in his room for quite a while, it was really nice.
Paul is not the world's most graceful child. While playing this morning, he slipped on the linoleum and smacked his head, right between the eyes, into a chair. I didn't get a before picture, what with rushing to the emergency room and all, so you will just have to believe me that it was grusome! Blood all over the place. But, he is a trooper, and after an oral sedative, they were able to wrap him all up, strap him to a board, and stitch him up. Poor little guy has EIGHT stitches! I guess it won't be hard to remember the date on that one!