Bruiser

This is what happens when you leave your children for 6 days . . . you come back to bruises you can't explain. I will say, this particular black eye really suits the little man and he was a little too proud of it. When a man in the grocery store asked him where he got it he said, "My Aunt gave it to me" . . . I had to laugh. For the record, she told me about it before we ever got home, but it was still a little shocking when I saw him. Sure love this sweet kid. I've been feeling bad lately because it seems like he's always in trouble for something or other. Today he was "helping" Brig get a drink and poured a whole cup of freezing cold water on his little brother's head. Mr. Mischief keeps us on our toes and we wouldn't trade him for anything. The other day he had a little assessment at the school and the teacher asked him what his favorite letter is. He said, "I like M and D because they make Mommy and Daddy and I just love those guys." He's so funny! She also asked him if he could count to ten and he said, "nope . . . but I can count to 100!" What a sweet smart boy!