Punkin is of that age where he has very little fear, and eventually his body shows the results of his fearlessness. a week ago he came home from daycare with a very red nose. He likes to race trucks while he is bent over at a 90 degree angle (an impossible position for me to imitate because i am old and have had two back surgeries). apparently he did this at daycare and tripped/took a tumble/did a header; he ended up with three small rug burns on his nose. day two the rug burns scabbed over. we have been very gentle, but he is a twenty-month-old toddler in daycare, which equates to a perpetual runny nose. we are still using the snot sucker, and probably will still be using it the night he goes to the prom.
friday was the pink eye notice, so of course saturday morning i saw phantom goop in his eyes and started the course of eye drops, which by the way, is much more heart breaking on a toddler who squirms and cries and says "Owwie."
saturday afternoon we went to Punkin's godmother's house for a barbecue. she lives across from a park with her own personal gazebo. we all had a great time; it was Punkin's first experience with a kite. he played with his truck in the rocks (desert landscaping). and eventually he tripped and fell which resulted in a bloody nose and lip and a goose egg on his forehead.
school pictures are this week. having a stellar photo of the Punkin is futile.
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