Battle Scars

So on the 23rd of last month my crazy little dare devil landed himself in the ER for some staple to the back of his head.  He has a little green dinosaur that he rides and we had it outside for him. Well Buck mowed the lawn that day so he put his dinosaur up on the porch so as to not run it over.  Kallan and I were headed to a bridal shower and I set him down right outside the door and turned my back to him to lock the front door. I didn't even see the dinosaur sitting about 4 inches from the edge of the first stair, but I heard him sit down on it and I instantly realized what could happen. Too late. I turned just as the back wheels were already off the step and he topple backward down five cement stairs.

Popped his scalp right open and took 5 staples to close it.  He did awesome though, he only cried for a minute and then wanted his dinosaur again.

Not even a week later, I went out onto the front porch to check on our dog, Keg and didn't see Kallan sneak out right underneath me. Keg walked behind him and then ran down the stairs, and his leash wrapped right around Kallan's back and drug him face down the cement stairs, again. He bit his bottom lip with his teeth. Poor baby.

This is what he'd do when I told him to show me his battle scars.

Did not slow him down at all however

Couldn't you just eat him?

Ha this is his "grit" face. We tell him to grit and he bares down and goes all red in the face. So funny

These are the demon stairs he topples down.