Tonight the little dude (our, ahem, daft punk), his dad, and his Pops were having a great time laughing and playing before bed.
Then the little guy fell and smacked his head on the side of his crib. His bruise from the other day has barely faded, and now he has this one on the other side.
As much as he loves playing with his dad and Pops, he prefers to snuggle with me when he gets hurt. Once we cuddle and I love on him a bit, he cheers right up and cruises off to hit his head on something else pointy.
Good grief Em, get that kid a helmet! :-)
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