Having little people in the house, especially the boy variety, means that injuries are common. Bumps, bruises, scrapes and scratches... they all come with the territory. But for some reason, today was filled with an extra dose of calamity.
The icy playground was the culprit in Gavin's case. For Benett, he somehow managed to slip under a table and catch his chubby little chin on the corner of said table... These boys seem to have taken on some kind of challenge... or perhaps it's a little boy oath... to be in a constant state of scabbiness... to always be laden with a bit of band aid residue to mark their most recent injury.
The one good part... they both still think that a kiss from Mama helps to make it all better.