Poor Little Preston

Sometimes with a big brother like Dylan, you end up in the shadows a bit.  That's at least my maternal fear with my little Preston.  Preston is my mellow, loving little peacemaker.  He is exactly what this family needed!  He is a happy little dude and just content to live life and learn things as he goes.  He is overall a healthy little boy, but has had many referrals to different doctors and specialists.  Everything is pretty minor, but it still makes me feel bad for the little guy.  But he's tough and he's tolerant.  He is truly such a blessing!  The kid seems to attract bad luck though.  I know it happens to all little kids, but seriously...it is hard to keep him safe! Most of the time he just doesn't pay attention.  He has a habit of looking back at people as  he walks away so he is constantly running into things and getting hurt.  Last week, his "owie" of the day was my fault though and it was a doozy.  I was getting him a piece of candy from the candy jar (which is basically old Halloween candy - gross I know, but it's fun for them to have a treat even if it's 5 months old). The candy jar happens to be a heavy glass jar with a lid that weighs like 7 pounds.  Why?  I don't know.  Someone gave it to us for our wedding.  As I was getting the jar down, the lid slipped off and flew across the room with lightning speed.  The handle hit him right on the eyebrow, bounced off and hit him on the top of the head.  Poor little dude!  He had a huge bruise on his eyebrow and it's hard to tell from the pictures, but he also had a big old bump on the top of his head. But with Preston, all it took was a love from mom and a sucker and he was back to his cheerful self once again.