Last week, Jaxon took a nose dive into the edge of the dresser in our bedroom. It immediately bruised leaving a perfectly straight line across his eyebrow down to his cheek. I know it hurt really bad, but not for long. Well now this week, one of his friends at school pushed him into a shelf and now he has almost a black eye. I think CPS is going to be knocking on our door any day now. I swear, he looks like he has had the CRAP beaten out of him. The biggest problem is that it doesn't faze him for very long. He cried when he bonked his face on the dresser and he cried when the got pushed into the shelf, but that doesn't stop him at all from climbing on the coffee table for a table dance, or up into his highchair to stand and shake it. Here's the trick he learned last night (this is my highchair from when I was a baby so it doesn't have the fancy safety features you get with one made nowadays). How can you not laugh at this? Man, we are in for it.
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