The Child has had one of those days.
All morning, he was bouncing off the walls and careening around the house.
He went to work with RJ.
RJ calls me and says, "Guess what happened to your son."
He tripped over his own two feet and fell face first into the edge of the stage in the sanctuary.
He's got a lovely little scrape on his nose, quickly turning into a bruise.
He's got a nice goose egg on his forehead, right between his eyebrows. Complete with scrape. Also Quickly turning into a bruise.
We're thinking two black eyes.
On the upside, he hasn't stopped the careening. I'm thinking that's a good sign.
