I had stitches on my forehead. They put a little paper over my face, but not over my eyes. I got to have a little prize when I was done.
I got the cut from a shovel. My sister, Bria, was digging with the shovel. I was digging like a dog. When I bent down to dig, while Bria was digging with the shovel, I hit my head on the shovel and cut it.
(Story by permission of her mom).