i'm not making this up... like father like son.

tonight (thursday) after we got home from watching our neighbor play his first baseball game,
the kids had a snack,
got their jammies on,
and went to brush their teeth.

it was late.
around 9:30.
i heard a loud bang.
and a scream.
and hannah running with brody in her arms, to me.
he had pulled one of the bathroom drawers out all the way,
and it dropped, and landed on his foot.

and this is what i saw.



i iced it.
and he stopped crying about two seconds later.
but it looked terrible.
so i took him to the e.r.

when i got there,
the nurse said,
"we should get you a punch card."

nice.



and it's broken.
right on top.
and he has to go see the same specialist that steve has to go see on monday.
we are going to make it a father son outing.