Poor C-dog took a header onto the back patio the other day and now has a nice scab on his forhead. After the initial tumble it hasn’t seemed to bother him much.

Funny story–yesterday at church we were down in the kiddo-land, and when someone asked about Carson’s owie Trent said he fell and hit his head on the cement. About 20 seconds later, as we were walking up the stairs, this little girl (maybe 5?) said to Trent with a concerned look: “What exactly did you mean when you said he fell and hit his head on the cement?” Trent said, “Well…I meant that he fell…and hit his head…on the cement.” Evidently, she had a similar experience and it resulted in two stiches, so she was worried for Carson. Too cute.