How's that for a catchy title?!?
Did you know that oak, which is a kind of wood, is hard? It's really hard when you dive into it with your face. Did you know that little boys can scream louder than little girls when they bust their faces by diving into things made of oak? It's true!
First, let it be known that Mom had no involvement in this at all. In fact, nobody even told mom about Matthew busting his face. She found out about it when she went to talk to Matthew and noticed that he suddenly bore a striking resemblence to a Star Trek Klingon. Where was mom? She was out trying to make people get fat (a.k.a accompanying Amanda on her quest to sell overpriced cheesecakes and other artery-clogging treats to our neighbors who will buy just about anything from a neighbor kid). Did I mention that we have fantastic neighbors...they are the best neighbors in the world! ANYWAY, mom wasn't home. Dad was home upstairs folding laundry. This is 100% true. Todd folds laundry. Seriously. He will tell you it's because I am too lazy to do it. This of course is completely false since I find any aspect of the laundering process to be a stimulating and almost transcendental experience that I for one look forward to with wanton abandon. Yes, I'm too lazy to do it and I really hate it. But, in my defense, I do often do it. Just not today. So, Matthew was with his sister Allison watching Jimmy Neutron. Apparently, he got carried away reenacting some scene and subsequently dove into the television stand. Other than his resemblence to some kind of shovel-nosed alien, he's fine.
In other mostly unrelated news, we saw a chipmunk chasing his tail. This is no joke - it was literally running in circles chasing its tail. According to the neighbor (a doctor - so you know he's a credible witness), the lawn had been sprayed with a combination of fertilizer, bug killer and possibly beer today and we all figured the little guy just got a little too much of it in his system. Sadly, we don't have a picture of that. But, even if we did, would you believe it?
People busting faces and drunk chipmunks chasing their tails...just another day in Georgia.
(P.S. The other pictures of Matthew sleeping were taken pre-Klingon - he fell asleep last night on top of our couch pillows ...these are somehow more comfortable than his bed).
