While staying at the Durst house this summer, Kalvin flew in for a weekend visit. On Monday morning he was leaving early to catch a flight back to WI, and I was driving him to the airport. The girls got up to say goodbye to him, and got a little crazy. There was running around, hugging, and then crack! Tressa fell and hit her head on the corner of the island in Mindi's kitchen - literally just as Kalvin and I are supposed to be leaving. I grab her and there's blood everywhere, thanks to the amazing job our heads have of bleeding like crazy. We find the cut, can see that it will definitely need stitches, and start panicking because how are we going to take care of this and Kalvin catch his plane? Luckily super hero Karl came to the rescue, as he has many times before. He was able to get Kalvin to his plane in San Diego, while I took Tressa to an urgent care for staples. To celebrate, Vinny came by later with tons of get better gifts, a stapler, and some band aids. He put staples in the band aids, and then made everyone wear one, in true Vinny style. That way, Tressa wasn't so alone in her misery.