Saturday Drew and I went on a date during the day. Then the news that my baby fell out of a tree comes and is enough to make a mothers heart stop. But angels were watching over him as he is ok. No broken bones, no teeth knocked out, just some blood and a really bad bump with some scrapes and bruises 😔
The bad part is already bandaged up as it may be too graphic (just teasing, being a worried, paranoid, dramatic mom).
My boy is fine. Thank goodness.
Today I thought I'd get Coen out of the house and get his mind off his ouchies. His eye is swollen due to the trauma and his arm is scrapped up pretty bad too. He didn't want a bandage on but its so windy today and it was really stinging him.
Well he just wanted to go home. But he asked for pizza. He said he was hungry. It was only 10:30am so I ran by the pharmacy and then grabbed a pizza after that. We got home and he wasn't kidding. This was all him, one little 4 year old ...
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