Super Andrew never cried (except when we were trying to make him be still).
He got really good at using his left hand and at crawling around and swatting things with his super cool plastic bag. He spent a good part of the day in my arms, in his stroller, and in his car seat so that he wouldn't keep causing the wound to bleed again. Check out his stylin new hang out spot.
This morning we were all feeling much better. After some liquid bandage spray, little guy was able to be done with his plastic bag. He was very happy!
Such cuties!! They were matching w/out even realizing it.
I have a feeling this is just the beginning of many years of bumps and cuts and breaks! I am not looking forward to it.
3 comments:
Oh that is so sad! I love the matching shirts.
The plastic bag is genius. I wish I had figured that out for my oldest, who wouldn't wear a band-aid until he was three.
I send out New Year's cards about every other year. In fact, you got one this year! December is just too crazy.
-Emily (married to Kevin's old roommate Jeff. I keep tabs on you guys for him. I hope you don't think I'm too pushy for posting!)
the twinsies are cute!
poor little guy...owies, sleep deprivation, and teletubbies are the few things that don't excite me about motherhood.
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