Rocks

Tonight I was laying in bed with Brody for a quick snuggle before he went to sleep. We were talking about this and that when he started running his hands across his sides and his chest and told me, "I got booboos on my -ocks". I asked him, "Booboos on your what?!" My ears heard him tell me "rocks", but my head knew he must have meant "ribs"...not that the two words sound the same other than their beginning letter...but what does Mommy know about that anyway?! Brody proceeded to show me the little booboos that lined the skin over his ribs: tiny scratches I'm sure he got from playing in who knows what. He made me laugh as he insisted that those hard things he kept knocking on were rocks inside his body. Where on earth does he come up with these things?

Taken one right after the other, these two images some up our Brody...a whole lot of sweet and a whole lot of crazy...all wrapped up into one adorable little man.