Usually when Nate plays rugby he'll come home with a black eye or two each season. Well this is his year off, but the tradition continues.... Ammon has his first black eye. How'd he manage that? A face-plant onto his ball popper toy. It would probably help if he was a bit more steady with his walking. He didn't much fuss, he didn't much cry but over the past week it's really developed into a good one.
Like Father, Like Son!
Like Father, Like Son!
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The funny thing is - he was sitting by it, playing with it - not walking. He sure needed a big cuddle but as the bruise hadn't had time to come out I didn't know where he'd hurt himself. I could get paranoid about whether people will think I'm a child beater after Ammon got a black eye and Emerson banged her head so hard she's had headaches for a week.
Ouch! Poor little man. Post a photo so we can see it ;-)
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