A Little Tumble

Just when you think you don't have anything to blog about, you get a call from daycare at 4:15pm saying your child fell off the toy oven and busted his lip. Ms. Debra wasn't sure if he needed to go to the doctor & thought I should come take a look at it. So I left work and called the doctor on the way. They told me to call back after I saw it and could actually describe it.

After a quick prayer, I walked in and found Miles as happy as could be. He was running around in swimming trunks (b/c his mommy didn't have any spare clothes at daycare) & no shoes.....he had been given a popsicle for his swollen lip and more than enough TLC. Needless to say, he was fine and we did not go to the doctor.





His lip is puffy and he has a mark on the outside where he actually bit through the skin. The only time he has complained tonight is when he ate some chicken with seasoning on it. Ms. Debra took great care of him as usual. This is not the first or the last boo boo. Boys will be boys.