This photo was taken during naptime on Monday morning. So beautiful, and so calm.
Less than three hours after this photo was taken, a very awake little T, in a botched attempt to rodeo the dog, fell head-first into the couch, splitting his forehead. After a 4-hour wait in the ER at the children's hospital, he is patched up, and unfazed. Actually, he was back to his normal, giggling, daredevil self minutes after it happened, while a very frantic mama raced around trying to hold a wet cloth over his gaping wound. Luckily his papa, as it happens, turned out to be very skilled with butterfly bandages, and our wee-est didn't need stitches, just some good old fashioned... glue. And a giant bandage that has to stay on until tomorrow, and then we can take it off and reveal his scar. The first of many, I'm sure. What a character.
