Day 74 - March 26, 2009

Grandpa stopped by to see the boys on his way home from work. As we were standing in the front yard, Taylor slipped and we could actually hear his noggin crack on the concrete. Grandpa stooped over and asked if he was alright and Taylor responded that he was "cowboyin' up". But the funny thing was - that led right into a new conversation...so Taylor just laid where he was and Grandpa stood bent over him the entire time. I guess my boy takes after me. If you're comfortable enough where you're at, why move? Kinda like if it isn't broke, it don't need fixin'. :)