Ice Ice Baby

You can thank me for that later.


Yesterday afternoon ended with a bang. Well, not really. It was more like a thud. Regardless of what it sounded like, there was an injury. Lets just say that it involved a hyper toddler, an innocent chair, a jump to get on the chair, and a slight miscalculation in the landing.


Ouch. That smarts. Luckily no tears were shed, just a few whimpers. He did make sure to point me in the direction of the freezer after the incident. You know, in case I forgot where we keep the ice.



Since Zachariah is not usually the type to lay still, we used Elmo as a nice distraction while we iced the wound.

If only that had worked for his hair cut this weekend. Then we wouldn't have ended up with uneven hair. But we wont talk about that. Ahem.



Until the next injury...