Our first set of stitches...

Ahhh. We've never had to get stitches before. Today was our first experience with stitches and it wasn't Jack. Nope, not Maxine either. Juliet? Nope, not her either. It wasn't even me. It was the biggest and silliest of the family: Merril. He went to California with Ryan Rosenberg to go surfing today and the board came back and smacked him right above the eyebrow. To say the least, his surfing was cut short and they headed in. A doctor, who was about to go out surfing, looked at his cut and said he'd better go get some stitches. The doctor taped his cut and sent them on their way. They drove to a clinic and Merril got 5 stitches, a Tetnus shot and oral antibiotics. The goof is still going to stop at Dumont Sand dunes on the way home and ride his dirt bike. What a loon! Below is a picture of Merril's shiner and I have to warn those with a queezy stomach to change blogs now and not scroll any further.