Be careful...not so rough...

I wonder how many times I have said these two phrases over the last few years, especially the last 21 months ~ since Carson was born. Andrew is very much "all boy". He loves to tackle, throw balls (throw anything really), and just play rough. Sometimes it is hard to know when to draw the line, often the line is drawn too late ~ when one of them gets hurt. Both Andrew & Carson enjoy playing rough with Chad, which happens routinely after supper each night. But then Andrew feels like he can play this rough with Carson and it just isn't the same. Carson is little yet mighty but he just can't take all the beatings! :)

Last night was one of those times. Andrew & Carson were playing with this play tent. They have played so rough with this in the past that it doesn't stand up like it should. Carson was laying on the tent and Andrew was pulling him around the room. Well Andrew forgot to wait for Carson to sit down before starting to pull the tent and Carson fell and hit his head/mouth on our hardwood floor. His lip was bleeding pretty badly.

Then today, I was getting lunch around when I heard a loud crash, followed by Andrew saying "Oopsie, oopsie". I went over to them and Carson was attempting to stand back up, doing his cry when no sounds are coming out. This cry often happens when he is really hurting or when he is really ticked off. Pretty sure both of these apply to his cry today. I just held him for a little while, then pulled him off my shoulder to assess the damage. There was instantly this huge dark purple circle on his forehead. Andrew said he pushed him with his goggles (they were both playing with some toy safety goggles for their tools). I'm not sure what toy Carson landed on but it must have been circular.

I get really tired of telling Andrew to be careful, not so rough, settle down, don't push/kick/hit. This aggressiveness can be pretty unbelievable at times. Is this all just part of being a boy? Ouch! Facial injuries have always been tough for me. Here is Carson about an hour after the incident. He ate lunch and seemed to be doing fine, though I still felt a ting of worry.

It is amazing how quickly these little guys forgive and forget! Andrew's ornery grin in this picture is because he knows I am trying to get a picture (of just Carson really) and Andrew is reaching out with his feet and squeezing the camera strap between his toes!