is my new pet name for beckett. he has at least 2 bruises on his face at any given time. btwn all the bumps, bruises, scratches, and scrapes, i am afraid i will be suspected for child abuse every time i leave the house with him. he is SO crazy. he climbs on tables, toilets, stools, pianos...you name it. and then he falls. no fear...he isn't afraid of anything. and isn't phased by falling and getting huge knots in his forhead. 9 out of 10 times he doesn't even cry anymore...he just smiles and does it again. craziness. and ellis, my assistant "bruiser" watcher, seems to think it is all hilarious...loves to see him break the rules. in the picture, you can see his dark bruise just above his right eye...a few hours before this shot was taken, he ran into a wall w/ his cheek...it is only red in the picture...but should be a bruise by tomorrow. and the yellow area in the middle of his forhead is a bruise that is finally going away :) boys!we went and fed the ducks last week...look at beckett in the first pic below and then the second...i caught him in a fall...hilarious! his hands are still in the air. he was ok :) just got a little ahead of himself going after that duck!
the duck whisperer...
he can spend 10 minutes savoring a mcdonalds french fry...he has good taste :)
he looks like a "bruiser" here...
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