oops...dropped him

I've been meaning to blog about this with photos!

For Jays third birthday we took him bowling.

So fun.

Davon was playing with Miles, in the air, as dads do. Yep, dropped him. On the bowling alley floor.

All I kept saying to Davon was "I'm so mad at you."

Miles cried for a while, after much comfort from mommy and daddy, he stopped, but still wanted to snuggle. (not with daddy-the trust was teetering)

The next day Davon was watching him in the room, and Miles fell off the bed. He was done with Dad at this point. Laid his head on my shoulder and stared at Davon with his big crocodile tears like, "you did this to me." The trust was gone.

Poor buddy