Last week was full of bruises and bumps for the poor boy. On our way to swimming he trip and scraped his chin and knees... yes, not his hands because he had them tucked into his vest playing "no arms boy". He would press the button at the crosswalks with his nose.
Then this weekend while pillow fighting with the big boys he fell against the marble hearth and bashed his right temple. He has a nasty gash and bruised eye.
The next day he was playing Kung Fu Panda or Karate or some kind of fighting game. Again, he was pushed over, bumped against Joe's back and somehow tore his frenum.(sp? the little flap of skin that attaches your upper lip to your gums. Of course I had no knowledge of this until he complained that eating was hurting. I lifted up his upper lip and saw the detachment. The next day his lip was swollen and there was some bruising under his eyes.
Crazy little guy thinks he's so big and tough.
2 comments:
He needs a grandpa to protect him.
Oh little Edwin, so fantastic.
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