Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails... Wait, that's gross...

As far as toddlers go, people seem pretty convinced that girls are more mentally driven and boys are more physical. According to my mom, I broke the mold on that one by being a nut-job little girl, so between Danny and I there was really no hope that Mav was going to be a calm, relaxed sort of toddler. Things like this:



...are not unusual sights in this house. Walking across the arms of the couch, jumping from heights far too advanced for his age, and running way too fast into certain danger are standard behaviors for this little boy. But he's not atypical in this, as I've learned over the last few weeks. See, two weeks ago, he was running really, really fast. And he stopped very, very quickly when he ran into the corner of the CD cabinet. His head swelled instantly and we had to watch for concussion symptoms (which I remembered from Micah's incident).

The next morning, he did it again, same spot on his forehead, against a wall. In seconds, his head looked like this:



I ask you, how do you not panic?! This picture doesn't even do it justice. Every time he even brushed against it, it got bigger. I finally took him into the clinic. They sent us to the ER, who sent us home with instructions we already knew. "Watch for throwing up a lot, disorientation, etc, etc." Got it.

Luckily, he's been completely fine, he just looks awful. The bump has gone down but it's still there, and all of the fluid has seeped down into his eyes, giving him 2 black eyes.

Everyone that sees him just gives a little chuckle and says "Yep, that's a boys for you."

I think I'm in for a lot of ER visits with this kid...