Allen's hopeful moment this week consisted of 'hoping' to fit into his favorite box. Meanwhile I was busy hoping that he would not fall out of it and hurt himself.

I was also hoping that as he gets older, and his attention span gets longer, we'll have more quiet moments like the one above.

Last Friday he had experienced the repercussions of being a carefree little boy who's not as stable on his feet as he thinks, and mommy probably got her first gray hair. 

He cut his temple pretty deep and when he turned around to show me his 'booboom' ... well lets just say my first instinct was to call in the top specialists from all over the world to help stop the bleeding.

Luckily a few minutes of pressure with a cold washcloth stopped it, and he was back to his carefree self within moments. 

Wish I can say the same for myself.

Is it really THAT wrong to stick em in a bubble?

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