i think my luck's run out.

it was bound to happen, with two little boys, i expected a few bumps & scrapes. but it's been a LONG week and it's only tuesday. one gash to the head, two busted lips, three sickies (including me) & one teething baby. gavin suddenly thinks he is spiderman & climbs everything in sight (from counters to the fridge... you'd think his "accident" would have slowed him down), owen has realized he can stand all on his own, so both are constantly falling & hitting their heads, arms, or whatever body part happens to cushion the fall... we're a sad bunch these days.

on a happier note, we're having THIS for dessert.

image via flicker.