T is going through a super cute phase of loving to sit on my
lap. I love it. He is also super obsessed with this uberly boring video, “Mighty
Machines,” so sitting still with me might be partially due to the hypnotizing
effect of watching trucks and trains on TV. Ok, he would sit in front of it all
day long if he could. (The obsession is to
the extent that the hubs just bought him another 4 Mighty Machines videos out
of desperation because we might just poke our own eyes out if we have to see a
diesel engine filling a railroad train up with gas one more time). Anyway, he likes to sit on mommy’s lap, we’ll
leave it at that.
Sunday morning, he was being a good boy, so I turned the
trucks video on for him. He came and plopped down on my lap – and inadvertently
head-butted me in the nose with the back of his head with all his might. Man oh man, I saw stars. And
it still hurts. I keep asking the hubs if it looks broken to him, but he tells
me unless there was blood, it’s not broken. I ask if it looks crooked now, and
I get the feeling he’s not taking me seriously. I know I don’t have a delicate
nose, but ouch!
On the bright side, this might be my Jennifer Aniston-style
excuse to get that delicate nose one day.
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