Thursday, April 21, 2005

Donovan vs. The Driveway

Donovan here. I walked. I turned. I fell. On my face. Now stop making that "awwwwww" sound...



I'll be back roaming the cement tomorrow, more determined than ever.

3 Comments:

Blogger Policy Analyst said...

perhaps now your father will stop whining about the wiffle ball beamed at his head and tripping over shoes in the hall. way to be tough, big guy.

10:48 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

OUCH! You have learned your first lesson about the driveway. Many more lessons will follow. Knees will make a quick entrance into the driveway bruises as well. We can also see those big molars you have been growing. No wonder you have been stressed lately. You seem to bounce back quickly. Way to go. You need to put your hands out in front of you to break your fall--have Jackson show you how to do that. A few weeks, and you will be good as new. Your walking and running bruises are just beginning! Keep on truckin'! Grandma C.

8:39 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

dear donovan- unfortunately you now have your first big "Boobo "from falling on concrete- your daddy and uncle Mike and even Aunt Lisa had several concrete burns growing up- luckily yours didn't happen at a time when you were almost ready to have pictures taken for Christmas or whatever. those stay with you the rest of your life as reminders. Love Grandma Bunny

10:13 AM

 

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