Since Boy Wonder is bent on treating our living room as a Survivor-style obstacle course (and may I just say that he would probably make a great Survivor contestant? He loves the water, will happily sleep on the floor, and would probably have no problem communicating with the other contestants, since a good portion of them seem to act like three-year-olds), he sometimes injures himself. Not badly, and not frequently, but he'll get bumps and bruises.
Generally not twice in one week, though. He currently has a large blue bruise on his forehead, from goofing off near the futon the other day, and a swollen lower lip, which he somehow bumped and bit whilst goofing off on the coffee table today (as I shouted from the kitchen, "Boy Wonder, get off the coffee table! Now! I mean...oh, dear. Honey, your lip is bleeding. Come here."). People who see us in passing must think I am a horrible parent.
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