Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Helloooo Concrete

Jonathan likes to run full speed down our neighbors steep driveway. Can we say....Road rash? Ouch! Has it stopped his sprinting down the driveway? No...not even one bit. He is my dare devil. I predict broken bones and stitches will be in our future.

9 comments:

Brooke said...

Dang! You don't post pictures for a couple months, and all of a sudden he's grown up. He looks like such a BOY - not a baby. Sigh.

Jeri said...

just like my bryan. broken teeth, stitches, and a collection of ouchies - each in various stage of healing - all over his body at any given time... but he hasn't slowed down at all...

I Am Boymom said...

I have one of those...Little Man is always coming home with some kind of injury from his dare devilry. My extreme action dude. To him pain is just something you go through to get to the desired result.

Mark and Maria said...

Poor little guy! Wow, he looks a lot like you!!

Latisha said...

I think kids must be immune to these "learning moments" that are supposed to help keep us from doing these things over and over again! Ouch!

Trina said...

I have one of those accident prone boys too. We often here a boom- thunk-thunk-Ouch! It's usually my 17 year old falling down the stairs again. It's nice to know the emergency room nurses and Dr.'s so well. You can be in the grocery store and they ask how your kid is.

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The Crane Family said...

Hi Kristi!! Why can't I live by you??? Bummer huh? I love all your posts--you always make me laugh. I personally LOVE the matching Hawaiin outfits! Did I ever tell you when I went as a kid (we won a trip)--we showed up at the LA airport--with 16 of us(only immediate family) all in matching Hawaiin shirts! A guy asked if we happened to be Mormon! I love it! Bummer for Jonathan-his poor little face!--he is growing up so fast.

Miss Hope said...

After two girls who would mostly stay where I put them, my son splits his eyebrow wide open. ~shudder~ And he's only five. We're in for some wild ride, huh?