Accidents!!

Do bad things come in two's or three's? Hopefully only three's for our family. After a week of stitches for Carter. Then a week of dentists and endodontist for Courtlyne, Ben decided it was his turn. It is quite ironic in fact that he was so upset about the girls getting hurt and then he decided to follow suit.
It was Thanksgiving morning and a great day for a tackle football game. Ben always sets up an annual game between the "old guys" and the "young guys." The old guys could be anywhere from 19 to say 57. That was actually this years age range. My brother 19 and my Dad 57. The young guys are high school seniors, most of whom just finished playing varsity football. Well, Ben made a tackle-- it was a good one, and he tore his ear half way off. It was bad, but he had a beanie on and so he pulled it down and continued to play for about 45 more minutes. I told him he needed to get stitches. He didn't feel like he really needed to until about 3 hours later. Then when we were getting ready to go to Grandma's to eat he drove himself to the hospital. It was actually quite quick--he was back with stitches and a smile within an hour.
Oh the best news is...

THE OLD GUYS WON!!!