is always crying about some new owie. When he came running into the house crying
this evening I didn't think much of it until he moved his hand from his face and I saw
what he did. Apparently he ran into one of our lawn chairs - yes I know lawn chairs are
fairly big, they don't move, they aren't camoflaged, they shouldn't be hard to miss - but Calvin
runs into everything.
He acutally looks pretty good in these pictures - this is after 40 minutes of ice and a large dose
of Tylenol. It was so big when he came in it scared me! I can't wait to see what color it is in
the morning. Poor guy.
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