Boys will be boys. Period.
And no matter what Mommy tells them, they will still do what they want to do.
For example, the result of running through the house and hitting the corner of the banister at the bottom of the stairs...
This could definitely have been worse, but we still ended up with a nice goose egg and a cut down the middle.
Ironically, Ethan sported the exact same goose egg when he was Caden's age on the opposite side of his forehead. And guess what, he was doing the exact same thing.
Hence, boys will be boys.
Hence, boys will be boys.
This was the best picture that I could find of Ethan's injury (you'll have to click on the picture to get a better view). Probably because he was our first child and I was mortified that we could have let something like that happen to him so I shielded him from pictures until it started to heal. Ha! How things change from the first child to the second!
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