Church is DANGEROUS!

So last Sunday at church Ron had to speak because he has recently been called to YM President. So of course Aidan found this very exciting and kept SCREAMING "Yeah Dad" so I thought I better exit to the foyer not that I make it through any of my sacrament meetings anyway BUT hey wishful thinking right? SO I was out in the Foyer along with the other tortured parents trying hard to listen to my hubby give his talk over the speaker while Aidan was running from the door to the our neighbor Kellan who was on the couch. Kellan is a Senior in High School and in Aidans mind one of his best friends. He LOVES our neighbors! Anyway I was trying to listen to Ron's talk over Aidan yelling "Kellnan, Kellnan, Ready, Set, Go!" at which point he would run to him Kellan would lift him up set him back down and the process would start over again. Normally I would never allow this kind of behaviour but I think there is a point you reach in your life where you just give up. You are just like "Whatever" and that was this particular Sunday for me. Well let it be a lesson to me because the next thing I know my baby is falling face first into the side of the couch. I quickly pick him up and just kind of give him the "Be a Big Boy Pep Talk" at which point he starts bleeding. My neighbor starts heading up to the bathroom I quickly follow. The first bathroom I come to is the men's I just head right in lucky for me no one was in there so here I stand with my bleeding 2 year old and my 18 year old neighbor. I am sure if someone did walk in they would think WHAT THE HECK! Anyway we got the bleeding to pretty much slow down and almost stop but by the time I got to the bathroom his nose had doubled in size and started turning purple. So after Sacrament I of course go on into find Ron with my blood covered baby oh the joys of motherhood. I took him to the doctor the next day and sure enough it had a small break. Here is the picture to the damage done. He also ended up with a nasty rug burn on the tip of his nose. All I can say is raising a boy is a lot different than raising girls. Crazy Kid!

This is the pose I guess you get when you ask your 2 year old to give you when you want to have them show you his broken nose.