My beautiful, bruised boy...

If ever there was a doubt that Ethan is ALL boy, consider this week. He came home from his babysitter's with two skinned knees. They are badges of honor - he frequently points out his "boo-boos" to us, all with an expression of pride and amusement on his face.

My little helper :-)

He's figured out how to work some keys!

Today, he took boo-boos to a new level. We've been enjoying some time outside this week since the heat broke a bit. AJ has taken to weed whacking and trimming our lawn, I've trimmed hedges, Bailey has chased a ball, and Ethan has followed one of us around (behind AJ and I, he followed with a broom or his rake - such a helper; behind Bailey, he followed with crazed laughter...).

All was going well until he asked to play in the car. He loves to go in there and push buttons. I let him in and told him to keep the door open - for some reason, he loves the idea of shutting the door, but gets ticked when he can't reopen it, thus creating a maddening cycle for AJ and I.

So, I go about watering my veggies and notice him starting to lean out of the car - I immediately go running, yelling at him not to close the door and to be careful. Mid-sentence, I see my sweet boy tumble onto the ground, face first.

He was pretty upset at first, but after a few minutes of tears, we settled on the couch for some Mickey Mouse and a popsicle - what better remedy? We gave him a bit of medicine - that fall had to have hurt - and he had a great remainder of the evening.

Seriously - how cute is this child?

Here's hoping we can at least make it through the rest of summer with no more injuries...