You are probably wondering why there are no pictures of hula hooping, right? Well that's because before we could get out the camera, B stepped on a board and got a splinter that broke off in her foot. Daddy did his best to dig it out, but ultimately couldn't take the tears and gave in to a trip to the Doctor. Of course all the clinics were closed on Saturday in Green Lake, so we ended up at the ER! B was very brave. And when I asked her why she didn't cry at all when the doctor dug it out (unlike when I tried), she said..."Daddy, you're a maker of wipes, not a doctor!" Well said B. On the way back, we stopped at the Brooklyn Town Hall.
