I hear a thud, crash, and then silence... I call out, "everyone ok?"
Then I hear the telltale tears of remorse as Andrew trudges into my room. He starts to sob through the story of an ill-fated football and poor helpless Joseph... It all sounded far too familiar.
I hugged him and said, "you're ok, right?" He nodded yes. "I said that's all that matters. Stuff isn't important." (Yes, go me.)
He wasn't convinced... Then it hit me. This really has happened before... I pulled up the old blog, and let Andrew read. He giggled and finally felt ok. The superglue held for two years. Poor Joseph just needs a touch up. Here's the first time old Joseph lost his head...literally. Battle in Bethlehem
Fun Family Day
9 years ago