One active little boy + one firm Daddy = injuries (sort of).
Tonight, Ethan is wrestling with his daddy and playing around. The usual grunts and trying to move Daddy's arms and legs are issued from a little boy.
So he gets on Robb's foot and and tries to head butt his knee. (I didn't say he was bright!) He comes back up holding his nose and says. "Why did you let me do that?" I died laughing!!
So he runs out of the living room, into the bathroom. We don't hear him for a few minutes. He trots out with a bandaid across his nose!! I think I snorted that time!
No comments:
Post a Comment