And so the story goes...

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and the story goes something like this...

Jason spilled his milk at lunch today (Sunday). Dan and I jumped up to clean it up, and somehow, Andrew fell off his chair (wiggly butt) and face planted on our kitchen floor, Dan reached over to pick him up and knocked his own glass of milk over. Everyone started crying when they saw Andrew bleeding....

A trip to the ER, an almost 3 hour wait, and six stitches later, Andrew is as good as new. He never cried once and had all the hospital staff in stitches (no pun intended) with how silly and fun, and HAPPY he was being!