Why is it that boys don't come with warning labels?
Something along the lines of: "Requires multiple trips to the emergency room".
I should have purchased stock in x-ray film and band-aids the second I found out we were having a son.
Luckily this time he ended up with just a nasty bruise and not a broken foot. I am honestly scared to see what he is going to do to himself next.
Raising a boy is not for the faint of heart.
Good thing he is adorable and gives the best hugs.
Think it is too late to buy a bubble to put him in?