Nose Owies and Preschool Graduation

Last week, Jack got the most glaring injury either of my kids have ever gotten. Right on his nose.

He was doing his best to run (you know, that little toddler run) when he tripped over his flip flop. Unfortunately, he was running on concrete and he was obviously not in a self-preservation mode as he didn't put his hands down to catch himself at all. I literally watched him slide across the concrete face first. Ouch.

It didn't look bad on the first day. Even though it was a pretty nasty fall, it appeared to only take the first layer of skin off; it didn't bleed or anything.

The next day, it looked like this:


Of course, we got comments about it where ever we went. I just called him Rudolph.

In other news, Spencer graduated from preschool a few weekends ago. They held a graduation ceremony during the 11:00 service at church and it was super cute. Spencer was not thrilled to participate in any way, shape, or form, but he was with Ms. Teshena and Ms. Laura, so he was ok.