They say it comes in three's....

Dear Max,

Well...the first disaster happened on Friday when the office called and said...don't come in, your office has been flooded! 

Before.....

After....

Then on Friday we were babysitting Maisy and she scratched your sweet face.  Now, I'd like to say that you were innocent in the matter...but that is not the truth.  But it sure did leave a mark!

 Then the news came that Papa had taken a fall while working at the shop.  A BIG fall...split open his head, his knee and banged up his arm.  He was able to drag himself over to the truck to call Grammie to come and take him to the emergency room.  He will be unable to drive the diesel truck for a few days, but will hopefully recover as good as new very soon!