...to be a Madsen Boy.
Poor Spencer split his eyebrow the other day. I'm not sure how. One minute he was sitting on his chair eating lunch, the next he was running into the living room with a bloody eyebrow. He said it was Josh's chair's fault, but I can't get any other clarification than that.
I thought briefly that he might be the first child in the fam to need stitches. But then I decided against it because 1) it wasn't bleeding that badly, 2) he'd probably only need one or two, 3) there'd probably be a scar regardless, and 4) I had just put Cole down for a nap and didn't want to wake him up. (We're all about the truth here, good or bad.)
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