Uh-oh. Boo boo.

The other day, I was in the bedroom getting ready for the day when I hear V crying and commotion from the other room.

Well, one thing leads to another --- and V has a brand new boo boo. Uh, epic fail daddykins!

Here are photos of our little band-aid rig. V wouldn't successfully keep the band-aid on without using some medical tape... so our little boy looks like he is getting ready for fight club. Ah, so sweet to be the mother of a boy.