What a bloody mess!

My poor boy was helping pick up wood and he was trying to throw a piece of wood over a barbwire fence (it didn't make it) and it came back and hit him in the face. Poor boy I felt so bad but after a warm bath he was up and running again, and he keeps asking me to look at his bloody pictures.




On a brighter note we have a new addition to our family. Oliver the cat.
Isn't he cute! He goes all around the house meowing and licking us and of course eating just like a cat.

mess

Leave it up to a guy to watch my kids, and this is what happens. Well not exactly but sort of. Bradley was outside so we let the kids go out and play while he was out there. I just assumed he would keep an eye on them. But next thing I know Bradley called me outside and said "Sheena come and look at this." This is why my grandfather call's her mess.