Tough days.

Oli is having a rough morning. He's learning to pull himself up on things which means he is getting more mobile. This morning, Oli found his way to the trash can in which he pulled over on himself creating a big mess and loud crash. It scared the crap out of the poor little guy. He screamed and cried for quite a while. Then, maybe ten minutes later he was all happy sitting on the floor clapping when he fell backwards and nailed his head on our wood floor. Again, he screamed for quite some time. Boy, with the luck he is having, and that Biking Brady fellow is having, I should make sure and keep them apart. I don't think two bad lucks make a right... whatever