Rough Weekend

Poor Tristan has had a bit of a rough weekend.  First it started off with him having the insane screamies all Friday.  Then, Saturday morning, while I was getting him dressed, he tried to run away from me and tripped. Of course, he landed head (eye) first into his space heater.  Now he has a nice gash that has scabbed over and a black eye.  Then we went to walmart, and I let him walk to the door with me, and he was mad about me not letting him take a toy in with him, and tried to run away, tripped, and scrapped up his knee.  And today, for the first time, he got really sad in nursery and cried for me "mama! mama!" and then just sat on the teachers lap until we got him.  Then my parents came to have dinner with us, and after being all crazy with them, he hopped up on a chair, and then fell headfirst off onto the kitchen floor.
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Not sure what's going on lately.  People always tell me, it's just a little boy thing to get all scuffed and banged up.  But then when the lady in line next to you at the grocery store makes a comment about your son's black eye......yeah, you feel a little awkward.  Like, why yes, I beat my child, thanks for noticing.  I feel so bad for him!  Poor thing, he's got bruises all over his little head, and a swollen puffy black eye.  Good thing I guess is that he is very resiliant.  He cries for a minute and then is back up running in circles around the coffee table again.  I can't wait till he's older  with more coordination and better balance.  Then maybe he'll be able to enjoy himself without all the head injuries!!

Playing in the yard

Korra's new best friend

(seriously, she gets so excited whenever my

mom comes over she pees......)

Running around

Throwing a baseball ever so daintily