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This picture was just taken. Sammy was riding his bike in the street when a kid got out of a car and ran right in front of Sammy. Sammy had no time to react and rad smack into him. He then smacked into the street. Right by his eye is bleeding, there is a scuff above his eyebrow, his cheek is swollen to his mouth, the inside of his cheek met his teeth and he is scuffed up on his hands and arms. He cried and was mad that the lady bringing him home kept calling him Sid. She said he said, "MY NAME IS SAMMY!" Anyway, we layed him down, put medicine on his face, put frozen vegetables on his cheek and gave him some tylenol for the wopping headache that he had. Ten minutes later he looked at me and said, "What did I do?" He had no idea why his hands were scraped up or why he was lying on the counter. Needless to say he doesn't remember much of what happened after school. We are watching him, so far he is fine. He got a blessing from his dad and Beau and is resting. Poor Kid! Typical though of our Sammy!

At the pool. Yes, that is what I said. This picture along with the rest were taken this last week. Hey, it's in the high eighties. Already I'm sweating. I may have to head out of town for the entire summer. Any offers?!?

The kids, minus Davis, all hesitated at first. Then, in the went. The water was ICE COLD! No joking.

Davis on the other hand LOVED it. He was the first one in, the first on to go under, yet the first one to get out! He looks cold even.

All smiles. He giggled the entire time.

The other night about 10pm I asked Davis if he was ready to go to bed or not. He said, "No, I'm fixing stuff!" That lasted a whole ten minutes!!

Why is it that they all love to be in laundry baskets and garbage cans!! He has to have something to do while the kids are away, right?