So I went to Sacramento to go shopping with my mom and sister. We left at 8:30 on Saturday and arrived back at exactly 8:30. This is what I came home to....my bruised and scraped child. According to Greg, "they were exploring in the backyard at Grandma's and he fell off a wall and into the neighbors driveway." He hit smack dab on his head. Greg said it was the worst sound he had ever heard. Camden cried for about 2 minutes, then he was fine like nothing happened. Here is what it looks like Monday morning in the bathtub. It's scabbing up and turning greenish yellow.
I told Greg, next time you don't want to babysit, just say so...don't abuse our child.
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My poor little bear. Give him kisses for me. I like his hairdo. You should do it like that for some pics. It rocks.
That is so sad!! I am glad you put this up AFTER I left Fisher with Todd for the weekend ::)
When Micaela was first walking we went to a barbeque and she fell down twice, on the cement, and had similar bruises on both sides of her head. I was afraid to take her out in public for fear of being accused of abuse.
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