While I was doing dishes, Bryson was in the living room with the kiddos playing. Just as I was finishing up, I heard a loud crash and thud followed by some intense crying. I dashed into the living room to find Bryson scooping Baylor up off the floor. My poor boy was sobbing uncontrollably, even squeaking in pain at one point.
As he calmed down a bit and he nuzzled into his dad, we asked him what hurt. At first his answer was unintelligible, then he pulled away and said, pointing to each part,
"My head, my bottom, and my other bottom."
I had to turn away from them because I was laughing so hard. Poor kid, he hurt both cheeks!
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