Ouch!

The other day we were out in the lobby looking at the firetruck in front of our complex. Our upstairs neighbor pulled up and started coming in. Brayden is scared of this neighbor so he took off running back inside. He tripped and his head slammed into the door frame. We were very lucky that it didn't split open.

On a side note, we had to call poison control last week for the first time. Brayden had dragged his little table down the hall and found some leave-in treatment for hair. When he wouldn't respond to me calling his name (I was feeding Brooklyn) I went and found him in the bedroom with his mouth full of the stuff. He spit it out but I wasn't sure if he had ingestsed any before I found him. Since there was nothing about swallowing it on the bottle, I called poison control and they said we should be fine. And yes, he was bouncing off the walls within minutes. It is very comforting to know that that service is available. They even called back an hour later to make sure he was still ok! (This picture was taken about a month ago. The little sneak! He drags that table without it making a sound!)