Elijah has had a rough 24 hours. Or at least his cute little noggin has. Last night he got whacked on the forehead with the heavy end of a lightsaber and recieved the scariest looking bump I've ever seen. We were really worried, but we just watched him all night and he seemed to be okay. It was looking much better this morning. Much of the swelling had gone down and he was left with a big L shaped bruise.
Then a little while ago he was walking into my bedroom and fell on his way through the door. Yep, he bonked his bonk. Poor baby.
1 comment:
ouch! poor baby.
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