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When I was little, I was always getting into mischief, which often led to some type of injury.  Just ask my mom – she had to take me to the emergency room many times.  I’m not totally sure how many times I had to get stitches while being restrained in a kid-sized straight-jacket, but it was more than once.

In any case, my son is now following in my footsteps.  He has been tripping, falling, and hitting his head on the ground for probably a month.  Today, though, he tripped and evidently hit his head on a small rock lying on the ground.  So, instead of a nice scrape like he’s gotten before, this time, he got a nice cut, which bled profusely down his face.  You can see a picture by following the link at the bottom of this post, but be warned – there is a lot of blood.  Also, here’s my wife’s description of today’s action.