After a delicious dinner of the food of the Gods, potatoes, the father of our family had finally laid his weary head down for a nap, his Father's Day present, when he was rudely interupted by a bleeding child.
Spencer, MaryBeth and Tori had gone out to the back yard to start a fire to do S'mores.
Chop
Chop
Chop
SLICE!
Yup, Spencer missed the wood and sliced the top of his foot with the hatchet.
Hop
Hop
Hop
Bleed
Bleed
Bleed
Laying on the floor due to the pain and getting light headed.
Dude! You got blood on my carpet! Go get your dad! Medical attention is needed. Mom is only good for a bandaid and this is way beyond that!
25 stitches later Spencer agrees that flip-flops really are not the proper footware when using a hatchet.
Somebody needs to revoke that boy's Tote-n-Chip!

7 comments:
OUCH!
25! Scott wants pics. I'm grossed out enough just knowing that 25 stitches were involved.
You made me laugh!!! (and I don't think this was meant to be funny was it??? maybe so :)
Ouch! Yes, 25 stitches later a tough lesson is learned about footwear appropriate for the job. ( : Poor guy! I hope the blood came out of the carpet ( ;
Ouch is right! I have to admit I laughed though, sorry Spencer!It's your mom's story telling. What were you thinking crazy guy???
Funny post, for something not funny :)
Love the tote-n-chip line!
Thanks for the laugh...
...sorry Spencer.
Oh my gosh!!!! Gross and ouch!
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