Last night, we were out delivering cookies for our Halloween Phantom and Enoch tripped over Greg's foot and took a header into the cement. I know, this could happen to any kid, but Enoch just has so many cuts, bruises, scraps that I never take pictures of them because they are just so common. I though I should finally document how many band-aids we really go through! Poor little guy - his lip was so fat he could hardly talk! He's took it like a seasoned pro; getting his cuts washed and bandaged with minimal crying.
I'm really surprised that we haven't had more stitches and broken bones with Enoch. For how active he is, he really does have great coordination and a lot of common sense. I love his curiosity and energy. Life is never dull with Enoch around!
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Ooh! It just makes me hurt to see him! What a brave little guy! This too shall pass. He's certainly learning early how to live with adversity! Give him a hug and a kiss from Grandma! Tell him I love him and I'm proud of him for being so brave!
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