This is Elijah’s latest boo boo that required a call from daycare. Apparently a “friend” whose fingernails were too long got a hold of Elijah’s neck. I honestly have no idea how that went unnoticed, but I’m counting down the days that he’s still at that center, so I’m trying to keep a cool head about it.
Anyways, while I’m mentioning boo boos, it’s worth mentioning that Elijah now lets me kiss his boo boos to make them better. Sometimes he’ll come over to me with a pitiful look on his face and hold up a finger (or foot) to me so that I can kiss it. I’m never sure if he actually hurt it or not, but he’s a happy camper once I kiss it. When he’s actually hurt, sometimes I can curb the crying by asking him if he would like me to kiss it to make it better. More often than not, he’ll stop crying so that he can make his way over for his kisses.
It’s so stinking cute. I can’t remember if I say it here a lot or not (I probably don’t since I’m a slacker), but when I talk to people about Elijah, I always mention that I LOVE this age. (I’ve said that about every age.) It’s just so much fun watching him grow and learn. He’s such a smarty pants!










