Oh Jack. Jack, Jack, Jack.
Yesterday was an interesting one for sure. I've taken to calling him 'bangs' lately because his hair has been doing this weird laying straight down over his forehead thing (NOT the most attractive look). Thankfully, said bangs are now covering a bruise the size of a clementine* on his forehead thanks to a header he took into the coffee table. This fall happened about 3 minutes after he cut his finger by grabbing for something while potatoes were being cut. But what did him in? A hangnail. *sigh*
*Speaking of clementines - Jack eats about 8 a day. I'm not kidding. This house smells like a giant orange peel.