Of Injuries and Looks...

My best friend has been in town moving her things out of her apartment and to her mom's home. Tonight my husband helped with some of the heavy lifting at my request. Unfortunately,while carrying things in the dark he tripped and fell on the concrete. A nasty scrape and hematoma were his rewards. So when we returned I bandaged him up and did my best to keep the swelling down. He threw this washcloth over Boyd's face when he came over. He was quite worried about his daddy. Daddy is his favorite person in the whole entire world.