
It had been a while. I clearly became a little too comfortable.
Didn't even see it coming.
I offered him a chip, he ran to follow me into the kitchen, then suddenly: WHACK! and tears. Somehow he ended up face first on the kitchen tile. *sigh*
But he recovers so quickly, its almost silly. Luke took maybe two or three minutes and then he was done.
Poor Miss Helen - I brought him to daycare on Tuesday with a huge bonk on his head and his arms and legs all scratched up from running (and subsequently falling down), he looked quiet a mess. But its become the norm for Luke.
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