This child 'o mine is a rough as they come. He runs, kicks, flips and wears his cowboy boots from the minute he wakes in the morning til the very last second sleep takes him over. And on most nights, he fights his sleep.
This was his first black eye. No, he did not get punched by his big brother or by his cousin O. Nope, Cole took care of this one all by himself. He was running, got tripped up and fell face first into the bed. He's nose made a perfection connection with the bed frame. Thankfully, his nose was not broken. Sadly, this is what I had to walk around with...people giving me looks and all.
Eventually the black eye cleared up but Cole's little tough guy attitude is still intact. The run-in with the bed frame did not slow him down. I hope and pray this is the only black eye my baby ever gets. :)
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