Just A Boy

This past week was quite a week with Everett. I think almost every day, last week, he feel and got some sort of bruise. Monday he fell and cut his gums causing his mouth to bleed. Wednesday he fell and got a nice little bruise on the corner of his eye. Friday was his biggest one and the one that made me most nervous! See all these falls have been because of climbing on my chair at work. He does it all the time. After a few falls you'd think he'd stop, but nope.

Well, on Friday he gets up and is just talking away. I'm trying to work so I wasn't really paying attention to what he was doing. After a little while I could feel that he let go, but it wasn't until I heard him start screaming that I realized something happened. I thought it was just one of his normal falls so I pick him up to hug him, but as I turn him around I see blood. When he fell he bit his lip. There were two little teeth marks on the corner of his mouth and two more on the inside. I get all nervous and run downstairs for the guys to help. They look at him and just start laughing. They asked what he did and then they inform that he's "just a boy" and he'll be alright. Honestly once Everett saw the guys he stopped crying and was just fine. That wasn't the first time they've told me he's "just a boy" either. It happens quite often.

As Everett's gotten older he's wanting more and more to get into things. He loves climbing on things. Whether it's us sitting on the floor, a toy, chair, anything. He's new thing is climbing on us on the couch to get to the blinds. You think he wants held and to get some loves, but nope. Once we pick him up he starts using us as leverage to get up the couch! I honestly don't know what I'm going to do when he can walk.