Last night, I gave Carter a banana. He was eating it but then he started to break it into many pieces. After that, he began to hide them near his lap. (He hasn't had one for awhile and I don't think he cared for it that much.)

This poor kid. I was joking that he gets a new bruise every week. He fell twice yesterday. Once, off of our recliner and scraped his temple on one of my metal baskets. And the second time, he pulled a small table on top of his forehead. He's got a big scratch now.

His forehead may look oily in the pictures because I put vegetable oil on it to prevent a bruise. One of my friends says it helps. We'll see, - because if it doesn't he'll probably have a good sized one. I don't remember any of our other two getting bumped up as much as him. But then again, he's been my "busiest", by far!