Stitches

Well Rosin is our dare devil. He is climbing on, over, under, or through something all day long. Last Thursday he fell from a chair during his Mom and Aunt Sara's preschool. He then was rushed out the door covered in blood on his way to urgent care down the street. He ended up getting stitches above his right eye. It has not changed his mind about being crazy though. That night after his bad day he was caught climbing up the side of the bed and sliding head first down a chair and onto the floor. He was also seen flipping over the side of the crib from his brothers bed into the crib. As I type this his Mom is getting him down from the ladder that goes up the swing set. What will we do as he gets older and the Toy's get bigger and faster.