Some of you may have heard that in a matter of hours, Jonah has gone from taking tentative steps, to full-blown running. The first day back at school, with his new skills on the loose, I guess it was inevitable. When I went to pick up my guy, he was fighting an icepack on his forehead from taking a spill on the playground. This picture does NO justice to the size of the lump. However, this morning, he was good as new, showing just some leftover scrapes and bruises. If he hates ice packs, I wonder how he'll feel about Ryan wanting to outfit him with an egg crate helmet to protect his head during future (inevitable) falls.
What's behind that smirk? You may tell, he thoroughly enjoyed his spaghetti dinner.


