I spent the morning with a long nap (woah, that hasn’t happened
in a year!) while Daddy and the Bear played Lincoln Logs and read Berenstein
Bears. Later we headed to Sam’s Point Preserve for a 1.2 total out and back
where we enjoyed the beautiful views. Unfortunately, as the Bear went
scampering downhill, he tripped and gashed his forehead (I’m not exaggerating
here – there was a good amount of blood, enough for me not to take a photo –
and you know that has to be a decent amount if I’m not going to break out my
camera). Luckily (!!!) there was a volunteer emergency vehicle force (fire
truck, ambulance, medics) just a couple minutes away. They were in the middle
of waiting for a rescue to come down from the mountain. In the meantime, the
Bear got his gash cleaned up and even got a Bear to hug and take home. We are
proud that the Bear only cried for a couple minutes (all that anti-crying
training is paying off!)
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