... THAT'S what little boys are made of, right?
After our fun at the golf course (previous post) Corbin was trying to run through the parking lot and tripped. He landed on his head...

A few days prior he had been playing soccer with one of my girlfriend's 2-year-old boys when a "that's mine" situation occurred and Corbin got bit... HARD. He cried, but he was tough. As I tried to explain to him why that boy did that (his ?) all I could come up with is that his mommy is trying to teach him and he just has a bad habit. So, as his bite mark slowly disappeared he proudly displayed it to anyone and everyone proclaiming, "That boy has a bad habit." No fear though, he still wants to play with his soccer friend.

Quinton fell the other day and hit his cheek/eye bone on the corner of the coffee table. He also has a nice black eye.... unpictured.
Funny how boys like to show off all their bumps and bruises...no matter how tough they try to be though, this is how they really feel about it.