Who knew??
Another call from school…he did a faceplant off the swing. *sigh* Then at dinner that night he spilled his milk at the table. I’m afraid I gave birth to a child that is not unlike myself. Now I know what I put my parents through. Klutziness does run in the family!
Oh my gosh–poor Kai! That looks like it hurts. š I guess we can look on the bright side–you didn’t have to write another story about stitches!
Poor Kai! I remember sailing off our big rope swing out on the front lawn and landing on the ground…20 years later I got married under that grand old rope swing tree!
Uh, Oh…Poor Kai, such a boy! I’m hoping my boys got my hubby’s non-clutzy side instead of my uber clutziness…
Yikes, that was quite a splat! At least he’s smiling though W.W. had a recent run in with a horse which I’ll write about tomorrow and resulted in some similar road rash.
Awww, poor sweet boy! It must have killed you to see him scratched up like that. He looks like a trooper though!
At least he has a smile on his face!! Poor Kai. We all have those days.
ouuuuuch! not that it will, but chicks dig scars ;p
Ooooooooo…… ouch ouch!!
Oh bless. Not too much damage thank goodness.
Oh, bummer! I hope he wasn’t too sad or scared š Milk spilling…I still do it all the time!
looks like badges of honor to me….LOL
And like Tanya says Chicks dig scars and bumps… those look like they will win him a beauty queen…ROFL
I was going to say poor kid, but then I realized – he’s probably proud of his scrapes and wears them as badges of honor! still, tho…poor kid!
poor little guy !
Yikes! I remember when my son was about 3 I was pushing him on a swing, and on the upswing, he decided to let go and did a back flip. I remember screaming, but, he was fine! LOL
Youch! Glad to see he’s smiling though.
Poor Kai. I’m right there with ya, kiddo. And even giving Emma the middle name Grace has done nothing for her. There is no hope for us, I’m afraid.