Every mommy has an accident.

Okay so I felt like a really bad mom today. Beau, Tina and I came home from picking Hunter up from preschool and Beau was in a really good mood. That is until I pulled him out of the van and slammed his little toe in the door. I felt so bad, he cried so hard. We took him into the house and tried to put ice on it, I gave him his blanket, still nothing would calm him down. It wasn't until I mentioned that he could have a bottle, that he calmed down a little. Once he had his bottle, his blanket and was sitting in the rocking chair he was a happy little camper. It was so cute, whenever you ask him where his owie is he would hold up his foot and smirk and say owe! Here are a few of his battle wounds.





Needless to say, I will be paying much closer attention to where his and hands and feet are when I close any door.