Our Little Boogers

Sharing our lives: two kids, two full-time jobs, one old house, and plenty of love and laughter. And baseball.

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

The Wall Won

Imagine this song, but with the lyrics "I fought the wall, and the wall won."

The poor little dude ran face-first into the corner of a wall tonight. It's going to leave QUITE the mark. Eric checked on the wall to try and make the little guy feel better-- and when Eric asked him how he thought the wall was doing, the little dude said "Well, the wall isn't crying." Poor thing.

Anyway, we gave him a frozen sponge to put on his face, but then the baby wanted ice for her face, too! Here they are:
Do you see his poor cheek? I'll try to take another picture of it tomorrow.


  1. Oh, I hope both of them -- and the wall -- heal quickly.

  2. Poor little fellow. Hope it's better.