
Calista asked Ken the other day if he had ever broken any bones. He said that the only time he had was when we lived in Colorado. He bumped his toe into the couch and was certain that it was broken. When he told her this we were in hysterics! Obviously not because he may have broken a toe, but because he is always bumping into things with his toe. I can hardly write this without laughing. He bumps into furniture that hasn't moved since we've lived here and then blames it on the odd placement. He says that we set up obstacle courses for him with the toys. Granted, I do block the doorway at night with the Bitty Baby pram or the grocery cart but that's just because I'm afraid Calista will sleepwalk out the door. I've done that for 2 years now so he does expect it on most mornings.
The most recent mishap was with this sweet little ironing board. It was tucked away against the wall and he walked right into it!
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