I have a boy!

And he is ALL boy!
And I love it!
But the moments when the tears flow, and maybe even the blood flows, it gets a little harder having a boy. Having 2 boys!
I know that falls are inevitable, so we have tried our hardest to make falling seem like a very okay thing. We just say funny words like "bonkers!" or we say "awesome" like it was a really great fall, or we just don't pay attention...and most of the time the tears do not come in these instances.
Micah had a good fall recently. He was outside, holding Matt's hand, stepping down a little step and just slipped a bit. Matt helped him back up and we all went for a walk around the neighborhood. When we got back we continued to watch him play in the front yard and it wasn't until then that he was squatted down in a way that revealed the scrape on his knee! He never whimpered one bit, never touched it or complained or anything...hopefully he stays this tough (although I do look forward to making boo boo's better with my kisses too!!).