Crash...again

They say you get the kind of kids that you were.

Well, if that is true, Zane is my kid.

The kids were outside playing in the Landcuiser, while I was cooking. I here Emilee scream "Zane is bleeding!" Honestly, I was not alarmed. The kid is always bleeding. Until, I see Jim caring the kid in the house and the blood coming between his little fingers.

No worries, nothing a cold wash cloth, Dad's butterflying skills, and a kiss from Mom can't heal.

By the way this is what happens when you get out of the Landcuiser and fall flat on your face on to concert.