Today I had both boys home with me. Last Friday was a long day. Grandma Val saved mommy by going with us to the arboretum. It was a fun trip except for the end. Vaughn wanted to go to the tree house. There are a few wood play houses for kids there. He was having a good time - until he slammed all of his finger tips in the door of the play house. When it rains it pours - I was feeding Brock. Needless to say it was a long drive home of crying boys. One was hungry and one had red fingers. We got home and Vaughn was happy to get an ice pack and Brock had cried himself to sleep.
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OH, Vaughn, Vaughn! We're sorry your fingers got smushed. We're sorry Brock was hungry too, but not as sympathetic because he gets to eat all the time! Lukie wants me to type, "love you Vaughn, Vaughn" that's a direct quote!
Love the picture of Vaughn's eyes. Obviously it was taken pre-injury. :)
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