Woe is he!

I should have known the minute he came into our world. Everything Walker does he does with gusto, gumption, and no fear. It started with his birth and has been true for almost every minute since. The only minutes when he seems fearful are when roller coaster or new dogs are involved...and those are pretty rare.

So it shouldn't surprise me, or anyone reading this, that Walker is often found climbing, jumping, hitting things, bouncing, or running. When he woke up at 5:00am this morning it was followed by him running from room to room, in search of me (he failed to check the bedroom first), and then him climbing up onto our bed (which already had Will in it) and then jumping around. 5:00am means nothing to this boy.

Being a little tired this morning I made oatmeal for breakfast. It's easy, it's a favorite in our family and will probably forever since it's gluten-free. Will was playing on his computer and needed my help. I had turned the stove off and moved the pot. Doesn't matter. Before I knew it Walker had climbed up onto the stove and was screaming. Turns out he burned four of his left-hand digits on the still hot stove.

He has now spent most of the morning having me recite which finger is which (i.e. pinky, pointer, etc), playing with his Thomas band-aids (he needed one for each finger!), and crying because they hurt. I don't doubt that they hurt, they are already turning into white blisters on the tips of his fingers...BUT I do know that part of the tears come for show!

Look at those band-aids!


Oh, woe is he!



After all the trauma he was still excited to eat his oatmeal, and then promptly fell asleep at the table!