You can't keep a good man down.
William went running down the sidewalk this evening, and unfortunately that mean old sidewalk reached up and tripped him. Down he went, SPLAT. The result was a skinned knee, two skinned palms, wounded pride and lots of tears.
However, a green popsicle and some hugs and kisses and attention from Mommy and Daddy can make it all better. Oh yes, and six band-aids. (Were all six necessary? No. But when you're three, you have to milk these occasions for all you can. Oh the drama.)
2 comments:
Oh, poor little guy! Looks as though he recovered quickly. Popsicles and bandaids help a lot!
Dee Dee
OKAY! He looks SOOOOO BIG!!!!!! And SOOO CUTE!!! Thank goodness for popsicles! They really do make all things in life, well!
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