Say cheese!

My cheesy child has learned how to "say cheese". Bring on the silly grins.

If you look above his left eye you'll see the road rash he got yesterday. My cousin graduated high school yesterday, and we drove 45 minutes to get there only to find out that the school moved graduation inside, so immediate family only was allowed in the auditorium. We sat outside for 2 1/2 hours waiting for all to come outside. The boy was surprisingly good, running back and forth the whole night, but about 20 minutes before everyone came out, he tripped and bounced his forehead on the concrete. I heard his head hit the ground; it was a terrible sound. He wailed a bit, but oddly there was very little swelling and all that's left today is an area about the size of a quarter that looks like road rash without the torn skin -- speckled red (I'm sure it will bruise in the next couple days). I was so proud that all his bumps had gone away, and he goes and gives himself a doozy. It could have been worse. He doesn't seem to mind it.