10am: his meagre, crooked toenails got bumped in the walker I think and caused it to bleed.
12pm: climbed out of his walker and landed head first. Cried loudly for 2 seconds, then all wide eye innocence as we fussed over him.
1pm: grinding his teeth out of habit these days and caused his mouth and gums to bleed, sending Helper into panic mode.
Seriously Aidan, you're becoming quite the restless worm. But y'know what.. As I've learned from these 3 kids, a bad day can be resolved by a good tickle. Life ain't so bad if you have a smile on your face! :)
