He earned the fat lip and cut when he didn't fully step up onto the porch step. I had to watch helplessly or drop London to catch him. So sad. He has been running on turbo speed until yesterday though so he got over it quickly. Yesterday he suddenly remembered that he likes to sit and read and try to use a screwdriver or sort beads for hours. I was ready for the breakneck speed to pause!
Awww, poor kid! He is so cute, though :P
ReplyDeleteHmm, knowing boys, I suppose it was bound to happen eventually. Brian's comment was more along the lines of "check out the battle scars!" Poor kid.
ReplyDelete"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."
ReplyDelete"Citizenship in a Republic," Theodore Roosevelt
Speech at the Sorbonne, Paris, April 23, 1910