Saturday, April 11, 2009
Poor Jack
I took Jack to the emergency room tonight. He and Henry were running down the hall and somehow Jack crashed into the corner of the wall and bingo, our third trip to St. Ann's in the last year. The kicker is that we were just getting ready to eat two Allen Brother filets for dinner. So, 3 staples and 2 1/2 hours later we are back home, I ate a slightly warm steak and Jack and Henry are sleeping. I'm sure the Easter bunny will be good to them tomorrow.