I remember going through the check stand at Smith's when Emma was a year old. She was sporting this great shiner and had plenty of bruises. I wondered if some who saw her ever had the thought to call DCFS and turn me in. Thank goodness for veteran moms though, who have been there and know this is just a phase... the joys of learning to walk. The checker at the grocery store took one look at Emma and then said to me "Looks like she's learning to walk, huh?!" It was a sigh of relief. It's nice to know some people don't think I whack my children. So, now Josh is going through this wonderful and scary stage. Yesterday he was playing with Emma and his cousin, Ryleigh, and he fell and smacked the corner of his eye on a chair. The poor guy cried for awhile so I know it was painful. I rocked him and kissed him. Within a minute or two his eye was puffy and blue and I figured a nice black eye would be coming. Here it is, a day after the incident. The first picture he was hugging Emma's stuffed dog and I managed to capture his cuteness (it's not that hard, though.) The second is a close-up of his shiner. He looks like a boxer... the poor kid. Knowing what I know, I'm 100% sure this will not be the last of these fun experiences.
In other news, Ben's kindergarten romance is going strong. He wrote Ellie a little note Monday and stamped a butterfly and heart in pink (for Ellie) and then stamped a penguin and a dinosaur in green (Ben's favorite stamps and his favorite color.) Yesterday when I picked Ben up from school, he told me Ellie gave him "some more stuff." I checked his backpack and this is what I found:
Cub camp. Potentially my last :(
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