Don't Make me Take you to Walmart to Beat You

Just kidding folks, I would NEVER hurt my kids. The title of this post although often said in a hushed whisper when the kids are driving me nuts (It's my comic relief to stress) really applies to the battered and bruised faces of my kids. You see, I am taking them in for their Christmas pics next week (the pic that will go on our Holiday card) and in perfect timing they have both injured themselves. With Danny it's a given that he will be bruised any and every day of the week. Unfortunately he is designed like his mama and bruises so easily. Add into the mix his lack of mad skills when cruising furniture and you get some nice knocks to the noggin. The poor kid, he'll be crawling and his arms will slip and as he lunges forward he always seems to be lined up with a door jam or chair leg or coffee table. I'm seriously thinking of purchasing a helemt.
Now Jacob on the other hand, rarely bruises. However, he is a daredevil and loves the thrillride. His daddy took him to a play gym and following suit of the "big kids" he chose to go down the slide on his belly (thankfully feet first). At some point he apparently hit his face and now has a wonderful swollen cut that has turned into a black eye. Let me tell you, I have a VAT of Neosporin in my home.
Initailly you might think I could face the kids so their markings are away from the photographers lens, but in the true spirit of the holidays, NO. Danny is bruised on the right(well truely both side, but there are more on the right) and Jacob has a shiner on the left. I think they would look silly staring at each other, but we'll see.
On a good note, Danny has given up the bink. Yay. This has been quite the month for him. He crawls, pulls himself up, cruises furniture and has given up the bink. Oh and we're off baby food. He just eats what we eat and boy oh boy does he just LOVE food!!
I'll post their pictures when I get them.