Tuesday, September 20, 2011

signs that I have an 8 year old boy

For the record, I must start by saying that these two pics are unrelated. Though missing an extraordinary amount of teeth, rest assured that these were baby teeth and it was their time. Now the arm is a different story...let's just say it was a recess soccer incident, occurring last Thursday, of which we underplayed and administered 'ice cream therapy', which in reality we discovered on Monday afternoon to be a buckle fracture. I have been told this is pretty common. By very nice people. Gav is one tough nut, though, so it makes him pretty hard to assess sometimes. Good thing Daddy can look on the inside...

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