He was running, as usual, and feel over his own feet (just like Mommy) and landed in the coffee table. When we got the ice (otherwise known as frozen vegies ) Fisher just decided it was easier if he handled it himself. He actually kept it there on- and- off for 10 minutes, or so (dont know if it will show up on here, but if you look closely you can still the tears near eyes) How smart he is he? I hope he is not so big that he decides he does not need owie- kisses from Mommy and Daddy. He will always need those!
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