Accidents

I forgot about the toddler accident-prone phase.  With the twins it's times two as is everything else.  The boys have had their fair share of accidents but Luke's are more regular.  The day we had Oliver's first vet appointment I was running around trying to get everyone ready when I heard Luke's pain scream.  I found him like this:

  

The only witness was Ella.  She said he hit his head on the door.  That's the only details I could get out of her.  I tried to get her to reenact the accident but she would not.

About a week after the above injury, Gabe fell down the basement steps (carpeted!).  Andy and I were both here and very close but accidents still happen apparently.  Gabe knows how to go down steps so we're not sure what he did but the only injury was a cut on the inside of his lip.  Thank God.

A few days after that, we took the kids to Chic Fila.  We were all in the play area when I saw a little boy, maybe 3 years old, going toward Luke for what looked like a hug.  Next thing I know he was biting his face and had him penned to the ground.  Luke was left with two complete bite marks.  My poor baby boy. 

 We took him to the doctor and everything was alright.  My poor sweet baby boy!!! 

Here's to a year of few accidents!