To dive for
I guess it was bound to happen. I mean, no matter how hard or much we try to protect Hannes, or how much we hold him in our arms, this day was going to come. I'd rather it hadn't happened, but then again, maybe it's good for him.
He fell today.
Or, "fell" is actually a wrong word. He basically just tipped over. On his face. Lip first. Not even his ultracute cheeks could dampen the blow. And it may all seem funny in a few years, a few months even, but right now Jessica and I feel like crap. If somebody rang at the door now, we would probably expect it to be the authorities that take Hannes away from us.
Oh, the despair.
How could we let him get hurt like that? Shouldn't it have been obvious to us that he could get hurt sitting on the floor? Yes. Absolutely. Maybe that's why we had the pillow
behind him...
June 3: Hannes placed on the inury reserve. Swollen lip. Day-to-Day.