The Boo-Boo

Poor W. He scraped his elbow a few days ago while carrying out one of his almost-constant gymnastic feats. This was his first little "injury" that he's really understood, thought about, and remembered. He keeps stopping in his tracks, holding the afflicted area and getting a very concerned look on his face as he tells me "Mama? Boo-boo. Boo-boo."

Just a snapshot to remember this cute phase.

Taken Wednesday, June 15