Pure Luck

Gavon has had no luck. He started putting pressure on his leg last Friday, and now can sit on a tricycle and push himself with both legs. Yesterday he was riding down the sidewalk and hit a bump, falling face first. Bloody nose, bloody lip. Just after that and a quick trip to the park (He was soon a happy boy laughing on the swing) we were playing on our playset in our backyard, and Shayden landed on his fingers while he was pulling himself up. I reminds me of that Martin Short movie Pure Luck.