Brendan recently discovered how dusty our home is. I was in the kitchen when I heard him start screaming. He had used the entertainment center to hoist himself up (a common occurance, hence all the tape to keep the doors and drawer closed) but must have slipped in all the dust. He hit his little head right across the top of his nose, which made for a lot of tears.
But afterwards, I noticed the little hand prints from where his hands slipped. They are just the cutest little things. Maybe only a mother could think so...
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