Ben has his first official black eye. It's more like a swollen red eye, but we are counting it as a "first" for childhood. Sunday night we decided to take our dog for a quick walk after dinner. Our dog is a Jack Russell/Begel mix and is 100% high energy. Ben and I have been working on how to hold a dog lease and walk the dog as well as feeding/watering the dog as a daily chore.
I should have rethought letting him hold the lease as we made it down the steps as Vegas (the dog) pulled him down and into the last step face first. Poor guy, the dog took off across the street and I ran to pick up a sobbing Ben.
Luckily a trip by the neighborhood playground remedied the crying and placated the dog. While we were there Ben proceeded to tell the other kids about his dog trama and showed off his hot wheels band aid proudly.
Why do I have a feeling that this story is going to be retold all week and become progressively more in Ben's favor than the poor dog.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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Awww--bruises worn proudly. I love it!
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