My mom tells this story about me when I was little, I think I was less than 2. She tells me that I was playing with my brother and he did something mean to me. She said that I came in the house all sad looking and she asked me what was wrong. She said that I didn't answer her, but just walked up to the wall and put my forehead against it and just stood there.
Here is Jorgan after Rachel tripped over him and kneed him in the head:
He started crying and so I walked over and put my arms out to pick him up and he turned his head and set it right on the wall. I know this is bad.... but I started laughing. He refused to let me console him. So I ran for the camera.
4 comments:
I would've laughed too! That is cute!
Sometimes you just hit the WALL!!! even when you are only not-quite-one. Jorgan is so darling.
Don't we all have days like this?
Sweet. I love it when you find your kids copying you.
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