As if carrying around 15 extra pounds and a gradually-slowing walk weren't bad enough, this weekend HWB decided to gift me with his Mother's Day present early.. an ill-timed head-butt to the forehead. I honestly thought I was going to pass out.
Luckily my mom was on scene to assess and provide support in the form of a cold compress.
Not wanting to be outdone, Hunter also demanded he receive an 'ice pack' (read: a wet paper towel). The aftermath appears below.
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