Bob had his wisdom teeth (3) taken out on January 30th, poor guy. He was very brave and tried to stand up immediately upon gaining consciousness. I told him he had to sit down until his dad got there, as he is almost a foot taller than me, and I am not sure I could support his dead weight. It was quite a comedy getting him in the house by myself, as Ky was picking up medicine at the pharmacy. I told Bob to pretend we were on a date and put his arm around me, he actually fell the full length of the Man Room into the love sack. Here is a picture with the best Ice pack I have ever made, baseball pants, the seat went under his head, and then I tied the legs around his jaw.
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