Like Father...Like Son

When my Grandma Brunner died, I took the boys to Grant, Nebraska for the funeral.  After the funeral, we were at my Grandma's house, and Joe fell off the top step and face planted on to the concrete walkway. His nose bled so bad we feared we would have to take him to the hospital.  We stood him in my Grandma's ball and claw foot bath tub and he bled like you were pouring water out of a pitcher.

Twenty Four years later, Ari did something similar.  He was pushing cousin Kayley on the trike, when he fell face down onto the brick walkway.  Ryan said he almost threw up when he saw him fall and saw the blood start to run.  He had a flashback to when Corbin fell and knocked out his tooth.  Ari would have been fine had we had his blanket, but since we didn't, we trekked on home.  Mary was worried that Ari wouldn't ever want to come back and visit.  Don't worry Mary...he's one tough little dude!