
Poor Bryce had one of those injury-prone days. First, while dancing like a maniac on the sofa...he flipped off and landed face first on the wood floors. After screaming like a banshee for about 10 minutes, he recovered and even was laughing as we all danced around the room.



After reading a story with his cousin Danny (you can see Bryce's red nose from the earlier fall), Bryce slipped again using a rolling pin on the floor and gave himself a big fat lip! He doesn't like to ice his injuries, so I have
Popsicles on hand for mouth wounds. After finishing his
Popsicle, Bryce said, "My mouth is still hurting, I need another
Popsicle!" Too smart for his own good!
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