Bronson has had a really rough time lately. I am hoping it is just a phase, but everyone keeps telling me he is just a boy. I think that is the truth because with Isabelle I never had these problems. I am not sure I can go a lifetime always being terrified of what he is going to do next. Every time I hear that cry I think the worse. Not only does he get hurt every other day, but I send daddy to take him to get his haircut and he comes back looking like Caillou. He is still handsome, but it is not my favorite look on him. Thank goodness it grows back so fast.
About a month ago is when it all started. We were in the backyard and he was playing on his little cozy coupe and fell right off into the rocks. A trip to the ER and two staples later he was ready to start playing again. He is a tough little man though. Not even a tear when they did the staples. Just gave daddy thumbs up. The doctor was even asking if he was awake. While he was being strong I was a mess. My poor little man.
On Saturday we were at my grandparents house and he was playing outside. All of a sudden I hear that cry and he got stung by a bee on his eyelid. In between these two incidents there have been multiple scratches, bruises and too many hits to the nose.
He looks like a boxer
I think this is just the beginning, I better toughen up a little.
2 comments:
He's a stud even with the bad haircut:)
He's a tough little man!!! Give him a huge hug and a smooch for me!
Gramma Cupcake
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