Sawyer is now tall enough to get to the markers.
I walked out of the room for literally two minutes while he was playing
with his trains intently on the floor, and this is what I returned to find.
Yes, I'll be moving the markers.
p.s. Did you notice the ginormous red bruise on his forehead?
The sidewalk hit him. What's a mom to do?
Yes, my son had a monster bruise and a Hitler mustache at the same time.
This proves that I shouldn't get the "Good Mom award" anytime soon.
p.p.s. He fell and got that bruise the same day I was supposed to take him for pictures. JCPenney was very understanding when I called to cancel. :)
