This morning we went as a family to visit Dr Triggs. Ollie had his 4 year check up and Max... he had to have the stitches taken out of his head that were put in there last week when he was pushed over and donked his head on a concrete paver at kindy.
It's not exactly something you want to write about but since this is a diary of all things I want to remember, it seemed appropriate to include it here. For the record, Max didn't flinch when he was having either the stitches put in or taken out. And Ollie was even braver than I could have hoped for getting his shots this morning.
Oh, and who did the pushing? Ollie. But by all accounts, including Max's, Max is the one who started it all.