
Zeya has decided to be a pirate for the next few weeks... Friday morning he wanted to go for a walk so bad, so, in an effort to keep him happy I put him in the stroller, then ran upstairs to grab a few things. I should have known better... next thing I know I hear the scream that all mom's know means something serious. Apparently he climbed up to the top of the stroller, where his weight toppled it over and he landed face first in the gravel. He screamed for an hour, it was so heartbreaking.

As you can see, he got some pretty bad road rash on his forehead, nose, and chin, as well as the lovely black eye. Luckily he is okay, and doing surprisingly well. Zui took him to the ER, where the nurse actually said, "oh look what happens when Daddy babysits..." Zui laughed and said, "I was at work!"

I'm pretty emotional now, being pregnant, so for the first few hours everytime I looked at him I would cry and tell him how sorry I was.

Then when I would pull out the camera he would put on this silly grin and I would cry and say, "how can you smile at a time like this?!"

He has been a trooper. Thanks Zeya for still being all smiles. I promise I'll be a better mom!