...has turned into my little crasher!
Within the past 32 hours, Mitch has had three huge crashes.
He is starting to get used to the ice pack.
He crashed into the bench at the back door,
resulting in a scuffed up nose and a black eye.
He crashed into the corner of the kitchen island,
leaving a vertical line on one side of his forehead.
He also crashed into the porch door,
leaving a second vertical line in the middle of his forehead.
I am quite surprised we have not had to go to the emergency room yet.
I am really glad we had his one-year photo shoot earlier this month!
Nonetheless, he is relentless and continues his efforts to master walking,
and sometimes with sandwich crust in tow.
1 comment:
Mitch is so, so, so cute! What fun to see him up and about. I remember a long stretch with Ryan when his forehead was covered with all sorts of colors - ranging from dark red/purple to faint traces of yellow (those bruises that are ALMOST healed). Ya gotta love those mover-shaker types of boys. One day his "sense" WILL catch up with his ability to move. :-)
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