My Boo Boo

I was sitting in church on Sunday and about had a heart attack when I saw Tyler's number flash on the big screen, which means a parent needs to go to the nursery b/c something is wrong. So I race out of church to go and rescue my baby.....well he was fine by the time I got there. Apparantly Tyler thinks he is a big kid and trys to copy everyone. He pulled up on the chair to get something, fell and busted his lip. By the time I got to him, he was fine. Apparently a nice bottle and a very nice lady rocking you can easily make a fat lip feel better. What can I say...he's a rough and tumble kind of boy.