Dallon has had it rough the past few days. He has three faint wounds to show it. I have to say though, he is pretty tough. On Thursday evening, he fell on his tike bike. He hit the handle bar. It would not have been a problem, except that he took off the rubber grips that covered the ends. So now he has a half circle bruise across his nose. This morning it almost looks green. Maybe now he will pick up his toys and leave the protective parts on them.
Friday, while we were eating lunch at my parents house, he was riding his four-wheeler. Not a problem, he had his helmet on. Well, he went over the side of a hill and the four-wheeler rolled over on him. Good thing they are light. I went and picked it up and he insisted on still riding. There were tears rolling down his face and he said he hurt. But, there was no way he was getting off. He got a little scrape on his back. I think it is gone now. I think his ego must have hurt worse.
Yesterday, while I was at the wrestling tournament, he got hurt at my parents. He cut the bottom of his toe on a piece of wood. I think he just like bandaids and his Aunt Kimmy spoiling him. It isnt that bad.
I am beginning to believe I need to put the boy in a bubble. Otherwise, he might just end up being all bumps and bruises. Oh well, boys will be boys.