Two nights ago as I was in the bathroom getting Nehemiah's toothbrush ready I heard cries and screams coming from the living room. I ran to see what had happened. There sat Nehemiah on the floor next to the coffee table. I picked him up to hug and comfort him, and then held him back to see if everything was alright. Already forming near his eye was a bump and bruise. Evidently the coffee table was not too happy with him and gave him a nice little shiner. I'm guessing this is just the first of many more bumps and bruises as he becomes a more balanced walker.
