Bonk

I am a terrible mother. I have been watching Andy smack and bonk his head - hard - the last few days. I know, I know, it's all part of the process, but I can't help but ache when he cries. Tonight he was in the bathtub and smacked his head on the side of the tub. I was right there, holding on to him while I watched him do it. Nice. Poor chicken cried for a bit (not as bad two nights before when he landed flat on his back). He also had a nice big welt on his temple. He seems to be getting matching bruises on either side of his sort of square forhead. Poor thing. After a minute, it didn't seem to bother him, but it sured bothered me watching it swell.