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There are a few reasons why my boys have bruises and bumps all the time. None of which are from their parents or sisters. I can not say that they have never inflicted any wounds on each other. As of this morning Brenden has three new bruises along with a small cut to his head. I am trying to pack for the seven of us to go out of town for four days. That is not the easiest of tasks, hence the reason I start a week in advance. Now Friday is already tomorrow, and I am a little behind!! I always wonder how much of my time is wasted by having to stop to take things away from little people, or stopping to refold clothes they have so thoughtfully unpacked for me. I have to pause when someone is being mean to someone else, I think you get my point! They are NOT good helpers--yet! This morning also included completely stopping any packing due to the fact that B-man fell backward off my bed. Yes, I was in the there with him. I was watching him as he climbed onto the bed and jumped around for a few minutes disrupting any sense of organization I had. I watched him and his brother try on the hats I had in the suitcase just to throw them on the floor! I watched
Garhett run off with his sisters shoes! That is when Brenden slipped off the bed and hit his head on my nightstand! He didn't walk away very easily from that one. His head was bleeding a little, and I could see two other bruises already forming. Now, trying to put an ice pack or a washcloth on an 18 month old little boys head is practically impossible. So, after he felt he was done needing his mommy (which wasn't long), off he ran. He is now downstairs helping to return the newly cleaned playroom to its former state!
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