Morning after

Olivier is having a bit of a rough weekend: my little daredevil is discovering that falling can hurt. He fell twice yesterday: once on his back when he decided to jump backwards off the bed, and once on his face when he sort of dove into a play car at his cousin's. And during the night, he fell off the bed while sleeping with me at grandmaman's. I'm not sure if that's why he was so tired, or just because of all the fun he had last night, but he fell asleep before lunch, like that, holding a pillow on the couch, mid-sentence. He had a long nap and felt a lot better after.

But he does have a few blue marks to attest of his weekend's misadventures!