Friday morning I was blow drying my hair and I hear a loud cry. I run into the bedroom to see Luke holding his face. I asked what happened and from what I could gather, Avery had snagged a bag of chips and Luke knows that we aren't supposed to eat chips for breakfast and he was running over to her to take away the chips, and tripped and fell and hit his eye on the corner of the night stand in my bedroom.
Anyway, he didn't cry after the inital yelp, but he didn't turn down the ice pack. It didn't look too bad when I took him to school. Here are a couple of pics from when we got home on Friday evening!
And here he is playing in his room. His eye reminds me of "Petey" from the little rascals!!
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