He's Just a Boy

Poor Lincoln. He had such a hard day on Monday.

After an exciting morning at the zoo, he stumbled getting out the stroller (at the car) and face planted into the parking lot concrete. People walking by were rather sympathetic watching Melissa try to fold up the stroller and get it in the car, all while holding a screaming baby.

He recovered after a short nap and decided he wanted to go outside and play. Just his luck. A wasp stung him on the same cheek with the massive bruise. Last night we went to dinner for Michael's birthday. Lincoln happens to be the same height as the backs of the chairs. You guessed it. His head hit the chair. A few more tears and we were out of there. But once again he was running through the yard and around the car at my house. I think Melissa needs to wrap him in bubble wrap for a while or at least until he grows into his massive feet!