Ahh, yes. Life with boys is bound to bring about a few bumps and bruises. This weekend it brought about a broken pinkie toe for Monkey. He is handling it well but will make the situation work for him when he can. Imagine, “Carry me Momma“, in the most pathetic voice ever and with doe eyes the size of saucers. Yeah, he likes to milk it.
Now the process of waiting for it to heal begins. Wonder how long that will take with one overly mobile 6 year old? Let the bets begin!
What did you view this Monday?

























