a bed post and got TKO-ed in the first round...(this is day 2)
doesn't even seem to bother him much, in fact he is very proud of himself.
at church he walked up to three people and said, "hey, look at my owie..."
the worst part of the whole thing was him insisting on wearing those really cutie
thomas the train jammies all day...how could i say no to that sweet little quasi moto?
(day 3:)the swelling is down, but lots more beautiful purple and green tones.
what a trooper you are little do-do.
again i say, the mother of all boys...have mercy.
5 comments:
oh my word. those pics are the saddest! we should've taken one when it happened. i promise next time we're babysitting we'll take more caution to his whereabouts & wonderings. i can assure you there will be no injuries.. well... hopefully :)
oh my gosh.. i wanna cry for him. ;( little doobie, that never would have happened if aunt pp was babysitting you! (oh wait.. shootie)
Darn I missed him in church! That is the cutest saddest picture ever. And yes you are such a great mom to let the poor boy wear his Thomas the Train jammies.
So sad! Good thing he was proud of it! I hope you guys made it to and from st George ok. Wish we could have helped!
Poor Crew! Gotta watch out for those bedposts. They jump out of nowhere!
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