Grandmama was a huge help during our moving process. She would take the boys and let Kevin and I have some packing or moving time without having to parent. We didn’t just appreciate it, the boys loved spending so much time with her.
One of these days, Grandmama took the boys for a walk along the walking trail. The boys love this activity and I guess Rusty was a bit more enthusiastic than he should have been. He was running … on his toes … wearing flip flops. This is not a good combination!
I’m told that he biffed it and quickly got up, yelled that he didn’t want Grandma and went off running not letting anyone console him. He could have used some consoling. He didn’t catch himself with his hands … he smacked his face right on the black top.
This picture is several days later and just before his first swimming lesson (during which all the water made the scab fall off – sorry pool people!). It looked much, much worse when he first came home. Luckily, it is barely noticeable now. And we have a good reason to remind him to walk with flat feel and not on his toes … especially in flip flops!