Well, with our youngest (Max) it was only a matter of time. While playing on a toy box in the garage, Max took a nice tumble and...well...you can see the result.
He took the fall like a champ and, after a few stitches, was right back on his feet. I posted a few pics on Facebook and was flooded with the “chicks dig stitches” philosophy. I have no doubt this will leave him a little scarred but I couldn’t be more proud of how he took in and how his mom didn’t panic when it happened. Now...we let him rest.