Our New Year's was an eventful one. We spent the night with the Moore's, which was fun as usual. Then attended church with them. When we picked Jensen up from the nursery, the worker was rocking him and said that he was stacking books and fell and MAY have bitten his tongue. He started really crying as soon as we got to the parking lot and I noticed blood running down his chin. After three separate non-medical opinions, mine, Shawn's and Suzanne's, it was unanimously decided upon that we would take him to the emergency room in Stillwater. After an amazingly short wait, the doctor told us that they can't do anything but give him ibuprofen. Great, thanks. Poor baby.  ¶ 6:43 PM