Mommy Down for the Count

To think I was bragging the other day that I didn't get sick when Duane and Wesley were. Let's just say that crow has now been consumed! Then there's the big news of the day - Wesley has his first semi-shiner. Duane was in the shower this morning when I had to bolt for the upstairs bathroom. I could hear Wesley calling "Momma? Daddy? Momma! Momma!" followed by a thump thump thump thump, scream! Wesley had tried to follow me and he fell down the stairs. He's normally really good on the stairs, but I think he was in a hurry. Duane and I checked him over, and thankfully, the only damage done was a little bit of a bruise near his eye. That's some kind of boy badge of honor, right?