
Crew also had a little accident. He was playing on the chaise in the office with a little spiderman toy and it fell behind the chaise. He was leaning down to try and get it and smacked his cheek right on the corner of a magazine rack. OUCH! He has a little bit of a black eye now.

They wanted to send pictures of their owies with my phone to family and I felt like someone would start thinking I beat them. They are always covered in bruises! The boys found their baby books I did for them for their first years of life. Since we were dealing with the little owies, when Crew saw the pictures of his first REALLY BIG owie, we had to tell him the story. And I hadn't started this blog till after this happened, so I'll tell the story now, it is kind of a sad story.
Crew was about 14 months old. I was working still. Rett picked up Crew from the babysitter and met me back in Lehi to take him to the parade and then to the rodeo. After the parade we decided to go get a drink and since we had both vehicles, I set Crew in the back seat of the truck and ran over to my car to grab my purse and then ran back to the truck to get in with the boys. I opened the back door to see if Rett had buckled Crew or not. Rett had started the truck, and silly me, I yanked the door open without even thinking. Crew was standing on the back seat and leaning against the door. Apparently Rett was trying to tell me not to open the door, but with the diesel running, I didn't hear or see anything. So, Crew fell off the seat of the truck onto the sidewalk. And really, I think onto the curb. It was AWFUL! He had blood everywhere. I was kind of freaking out. We were trying to get him cleaned up and see if he was ok or not. We finally decided he was probably ok but were not going to take him to the rodeo. I told Rett to call his mom and see if they wanted our tickets since we already had them and I headed home with Crew. His nose bled for SO long. But he survived. And here is an owie picture to show the damage. His whole forehead was bruised. He had road rash from his forehead down to his chin. If there ever was a sad and guilty feeling mom, it was me!
Luckily, knock on wood, we haven't had much worse than these kinds of bumps and bruises. Last summer Drake fell out of the back of Bampa's pick up truck and hit his head, but was ok, just had a goose egg. I kind of expect things like this to happen with little boys at this point. And really, they haven't nearly caught up with crazy Uncle Josh! And let's hope they don't! We love him, but before he was an adult he'd broken nearly every bone in his body. I think mom's of boys get a little used to the crazy things boys do. I'm just glad my boys haven't done any serious damage! I sure love the little crazy guys!
















