but do they have to happen 26 miles away from civilization? We were camping at Warm Lake this weekend and Eli took a tumble. He split his forehead open on the edge of the metal fire pit. Before we got to the ER in Cascade the last thing on my mind was taking pictures. But once he was all fixed up I wished I’d had a before shot. Thank Heaven for derma-bond. No stitches just superglue–medical grade I am told. Of course I am biased but I think he was a trooper. Richard and I decided that with two boys it was bound to happen. I’ve heard that a woman once said that her children never had broken bones and stitches because “you can’t really get hurt tripping on a joystick.” But who wants to live that way anyway? But I think I handled it quite well. Richard says I cried more when he split his lip open on our last camping trip than I did this time. Maybe it’s time to take a break from camping… for Eli’s well-being.