Our table now has these ugly rubber corners on it because look what happened today:
Poor thing! We have been saying for weeks that Thatcher is going to fall and hit the corner of the coffee table and sure enough, it happened. I thought for sure he broke his cheek bone. Thankfully it is just a really bad bruise.
As if this wasn't enough, about two hours prior to this, Samantha opened up the baby gate on our back deck to go get her ball and Thatcher followed right behind her, tumbling down the stairs.
Rough day for Thatch!
1 comment:
OW! Poor little guy!
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