The Hazards of Being a Mom to Boys

On Thanksgiving Day, I was on the couch at Grandma and PeePaw's. Alex thought it would be fun to dive on me. He was right - for a while, it was. But eventually, I said, "Ok. All done." I forgot that with little boys, there is always one more time.

So when he jumped, I grabbed him, but grabbed him just below the waist. He turned in the air and the back of his head nailed me on my cheekbone. He's lucky because if he had hit me with his face, he definitely would have broken his nose! Instead, Mommy ended up with a mild concussion. Made for some good stories!

When we got home, we decided to reenact. Here we are: