- A bruise and scrap on his forehead from running into our glass TV stand.
- A scuffed nose from tripping on the sidewalk, which also took a major amount of skin off his knee too.
- An abrasion on his cheek from falling down our deck's steps.
- A cut on his lower lip from tripping over Steve's shoes by the front door, which I also left a nice small chip in his front tooth.
I think that's it -- for now! So not only do I mother two boys, but one is on his way to looking more and more like Rocky Balboa after fighting Apollo! Can anyone relate or is my son the biggest clutz ever?