Egghead!

I now realise why they say "egghead". After a lovely morning at the ice-cream farm with col and Eliott and some of her friends, herbie fell onto the corner of a table!! Within seconds it started to bruise and swell. The lovely lady at the ice-cream factory got an ice pack but that seemed to cause him more distress than the fall!

Within 10 mins it was up like an egg on his poor little forehead! Oh bless. I was just so grateful it was not his eye. A dose of calpol, sleep in the car and some peanut butter on crackers, seemed to sort it out.

Brave little boy.