Yesterday was the annual Hanson Christmas Party. It was also Sam's first visit with Santa Claus. Luckily, Sam is one laid back baby and could care less about who is holding him. This provided his mother with great photo opportunities. Santa brings ALL of the Great-Grandkids presents. Sam got a really cute little toy to go on his car seat.
Since the party was in Spanish Fork and we had an hour ride home to Salt Lake, we thought it would be a good idea to open it up and stick it on his seat. That is when disaster struck. Me, being the smart person that I am, decided it would be BRILLIANT to undo the zip ties holding the toy to the cardboard with Ben's Leatherman. Yeah . . . not a good idea. I managed to slice finger open, gushing blood all over myself and Sam's toy. Ben handed me a diaper to soak up the blood and rushed me to the instacare. Much to my dismay, the doctor didn't think that glue would be sufficient so I received my first set of non-baby related stitches.