Ours was pretty eventful. CJ got home at some ridiculous hour friday night from work, but the good news was he wasn't working on saturday. Well, sort of. He did have to go mow one yard here in Granbury. It was on the schedule for friday, but he was like 'no way are we driving a crew of 5 to granbury for one yard! I'll do it tomorrow'. So he did.
Saturday we went and opend a new bank account for the business. CJ went and mowed, then we went truck shopping. Yeah, I know. But his truck just doesn't have enough UMPH to pull that big honkin' trailer full of equipment. Well, long story short Morgan was not enjoying the shopping trip. So, finally at Jerry's in Weatherford we decide to let him run around a little bit. They have a nice sitting area around their sales building and he could safely wander. Well he was backing down some steps (which he had alread done several times) and when he got to the bottom he went to stand up and walk away only he wasn't on the bottom he was on the first step. Needless to say when he turned and started walking there was no ground and he went tumbling face first onto the sidewalk. The concrete scraped the outside of his bottom lip, he all but bit through it. The skin is still in tack but you can see the hole right through the skin. He busted his upper gum pretty bad and I'm fairly positive that his two front teeth used to be perfectly even and now they are not.
It was disasterous. Blood all over him and me, screaming, people staring, yadda yadda. And the end of our shopping trip.
Sunday we stayed home. Kept Morgan on a regular regimin of Motrin because I'm sure his mouth hurts like a mutha, and enjoyed the day.
Maybe we'll get CJ a new truck next weekend.
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OMG...I know it's not funny but you're kids crack me up. When will you enroll him in tumbling? LOL
the good news is it looks like the motrin worked. he looks happy.
Did you add anything to the motrin??? That boy is feeling no pain....
Have CJ check out Weatherford Truck Sales just north of Weatherford on 51. That is where I got my Truck. They are fleet returns, so they have some miles but no issues with mine...
Besides the kids can play in the horse stalls....
Daryl (I think was the owners name) doesn't haggel, but my truck blue booked for 18,500 and sold it to me for 12,500 flat.
That is one tough little kid! And he looks so cute all banged up.
Ouch, that lip looks painful! He's a happy little boy, injuries and all. That will show you to write about nothing going on. :)
poor baby...after that traumatic experience, he sure looks happy. What a cutie! Love & hugs!
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