Just before bedtime last night, Mallory and Preston were playing downstairs. Scott and I were upstairs and suddenly heard Preston screaming. We ran downstairs to find Preston looking like this. We're not sure what happened, but Mallory looked very guilty and Preston kept saying Mallory's name. We assume she pushed him down or into a wall or something, but because they are too little, we couldn't get the whole story from them. They usually play sooooo well together, so I'm not sure where this sibling rivalry came from...but we'll save this picture to show them when they are older:)
Gratitude Journal May
3 years ago
oh my goodness!!!!! that is so sad!! See you in church tomorrow!!
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh. That looks horrible. Oh my gosh. Did your heart totally skip a beat when you saw him?
ReplyDeleteouch! I hurt so much when my kids get hurt. It makes me so sad!
ReplyDeleteOMGosh! That is crazy & funny all at once. I love Mallory...looks so sweet on the outside, but tough on the inside :) Love it. We miss you guys...alie
ReplyDeleteHello! Just bloghopping. Great blog!
ReplyDeleteHappy blogging! :)
ouch! It's hard when your kids get hurt, especially when it's at the hand of one of your other kids!
ReplyDeleteomygosh! Crazy pic! I remember trying to sell my sister to the neighbours when we were little. Now we're great friends. :) hahahaha!
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