Ouch.

 This little guy had a rough go on the playground.  I received a call from Landon's school saying he had bumped his head on the playground.  They said he was fine and they just wanted me to know.  About an hour later the nurse called me back and said Landon was back in the office.  I talked to him on the phone and in his sad little voice he said he wanted to come home.  The girls were both sound asleep (at an unusually early time) and luckily I have the sweetest neighbor who came over (despite being 9+ months pregnant) so that I could run and get Landon without waking up the girls.  When I got to the office I was shocked to see just how large his bump was.  He had an ice pack on it and was glad to see me.  He asked if he could go back to school the next day and I honestly think he could have gone back to class and been just fine.  But, I gladly took him home where he rested on the couch and I could watch him closely.

Me:  Landon, what happened buddy?
Landon:  I was running so fast away from those girls who were trying to kiss me and ran into a giant pole.

Does it really start that young?  Oh dear!  When he was asked if he would have rather been caught and kissed by the girls he quickly responded with, "no way!"  So, I just told him he should probably watch where he is going when he runs away from those girls!  Such a cutie.  I'm glad he was okay!