Hearts & Stitches
One time in church I heard a quote that went something like this: “being a parent is like ripping your heart out and letting it run around on its own accord for the rest of your life.”
A few weeks ago we taught our oldest son, who is 5, to ride a bike without training wheels. Last night this resulted is 7 stitches to his chin. With 4 boys this wasn’t the first and certainly won’t be the last trip to the after hours clinic.
I should mention that he was the best little patient they’ve ever had. He didn’t move a muscle while they sewed him up. The nurse was worried about me and said that it’s always the fathers that pass out. I was fine as I had done this before. But this gave me the perfect setup to regale them with the tale of Robert Gardner and Porter Rockwell when Porter’s “heart failed” while sewing Robert’s leg up. You can find it here, just search for “Porter”.

Didn’t you do a talk about Robert Gardner in High School? If I remember correctly I thought it was so cool that you had all that awesome family history right here in Utah/Arizona. Wasn’t that also about when you and Phil figured out you were distantly related? seriously, I have no idea why I remember the random things I do.
Thanks for taking him! Sorry I wasn’t there to help. Good thing Grandpa was around!