we celebrated easter with a split chin* for owen and a giant goose egg for elliot.
when asked what had happened owen replied, "i was just trying to climb to the top of baby's head."
yeah. that would probably do it.
standing in the tub covered in blood, he requested in between sobs that he not have to go to his sunbeams class. his timing was impeccable, so we didn't go.
(and after telling us only a few short weeks ago how excited he was to go to church because he gets to sleep on the benches.)
i have to hand it to him, the kid has got a lot figured out for only 3 1/2 years of life: timing is everything and if at all possible, sleep through church.
*save a trip to the ER for stitches and use super glue. works like a charm.