Macedone Madhouse Show

STAPLES

No, not office supplies, the stainless steel medical appliance variety for us, thank you. Last Saturday, Benjamin split his head open on one of our doorstops. He was indignantly pushing books, which Caitlyn had dumped, from his bedroom into the hall. True to form, he slipped on a precarious stack and slipped. His head went right into the doorstop that was anchored to the bottom hinge. You can see the cleaned out version of the crevice that ensued. We packed up the crew and went to the ER. Benjamin was very brave, preferring to play games on the iPod rather than acknowledge any pain. After some topical litocane, all was well and the wait was on for stapling. In all the doctor gave him four staples-- three in the head and one to take home for his journal. Now that's a spendy souvenir that could even rival Disneyland paraphernalia. All in all, Benjamin was glad to have plenty of hair to cover the evidence because having staples focused too much attention on him at church and school.

Yesterday, the staples came out and we've had lots of talks about being too crazy and too messy. Now we can finally think about cutting that nappy long hair.