The Park

This weekend the weather was awesome, mid 70's. So we took Grayson to the park. We thought he would love it since last time we went he spent forever in the swing. Turns out he was terrified of the swing this time, he cried to get out after a few pushes. So we took a break from the swings and he just walked around checking everything out. He eventually found his way to a grassy little hill, started walking up, turned back around took one step and fell, rolling down the rest of the hill. We couldn't help but laugh but he was not happy about it at all.

Ouch!

Last night Grayson had his first real injury. I'm not going to lie I was a little scared and the first thing I did was call my mom and ask what do to. In our temp housing we have a coffee table and I knew sooner or later Grayson would fall and hit it. Last night was the night. Poor kid tripped over Jojo and fell right into the corner of the table.

It's hard to see in the picture but we think his front tooth went through the top of his lip and out right under it.

He was a trooper though, after about 5 min he was running around laughing again.
This was taken this morning, again hard to tell but hes got a fat little lip.
I guess I need to get used to the big falls and injuries, he is a boy after all.