As we sat in the living room in anticipation for this years Easter egg hunt, we couldn't help but get excited. As the door opened (as to release the hounds), little people ran franticly around grabbing eggs of there respected color (because of the age gap each child recieved a bucket, which he or she was to hunt eggs of that color that way everything was fair, great idea!!). shortly after the hunt was over jacob, with his endless amount of energy, decided that he would go for a run. As he ran countless steps around the yard then wandering out to the cul de sac his legs slowly turned to rubberbands and was unable to hold up the weight of his body first his knees then his face and last his hands. As I picked him up with gravel and blood being spit out his mouth he began to scream. After being cleaned up with a damp rag his tears slowly stopped and he was back to his normal energetic self, running around the house. So his first wipe out was hunting easter eggs.

2 comments:
I have never known how to spell cul de sac. cool
and even sadder probably the first of many to come!!
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