Oops, I did it again!

Well, the boy strikes again. He was playing outside on a warm spring day and fell out of a rickety old tree fort (not ours) and ripped his back open. The result, three internal stitches and eight external stitches. This marks the third time in his short but eventul life that the boy has received stitches. That day was supposed to be the first day of soccer practice. Two weeks off of soccer and gym until he heals fully. Just before leaving the emergency room the nurse tells the wife how to clean the wound, "No alcohol," she warns. The boy responds, "I'm too young to drink alcohol." The wife could have used some right about then.