Weston never does anything slow or little...On a Sunday afternoon I was on the deck and Weston was playing with the dogs. I am assuming that he was looking back at the dogs while running forward and ran into the steel post that is supporing the new tree we planted last spring. I heard this ouch, ouch...I could already see the bump under his eye...I asked what he had done, I hit dat (that). Here is a picture of the first black eye. Yes I said first, later in the week he was getting off the the couch and his hand slipped off the arm rest and he landed head first on the end table.
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