Friday night started out the weekend rather uneventfully. We ordered a pizza and settled in for a night of College Hoops. Riding the Ags solid first round win over BYU, we ate our pizza on a blanket in front of the TV and Lincoln sat with us. This is the highchair we use. We took it off the chair and sat in on the blanket. After dinner, we sat it back on the kitchen chair, but forgot to strap it in. The next morning, Lincoln ate breakfast in his highchair. When he finished, I took the tray off and was wiping it down. He started rocking back and forth and then suddenly fell face first, still attached to the highchair. He started screaming and was bleeding everywhere. We decided to go to the ER, just in case. (I couldn't get Natasha Richardson and her skiing accident out of my mind). After a 90 min wait, the doctor said other than a busted lip and torn frenulum, he was fine. His little nose was bleeding and puffy, but he'll be just fine. Luckily, it looks like it won't affect his budding modeling career. I'm joking, sort of!
I don't have a picture to share, because once we got home from the ER, he went right to sleep and once he woke up, the swelling was much better. We headed to my parents to watch the Ags play UCONN and we got killed. I guess there is always next year.
Here are a few more random pictures of our Lincoln.
Playing at the park with his lady friend Audrey.
He grabbed this out of our recycle box and ran into our bedroom. Nothing is coming out Mom!