My little Rocky Balboa

Zachy's been having issues with his bed lately. For the past month or two, he's been appearing in our room, standing at the edge of the bed. Although he does not say anything while he's standing near our bed, we still wake up. I get out of bed and bring him back to his bed. He then wakes up a few hours later, and yells "daddy." My heart races; I get up and go to his room. He says one word - "couch." I pick him up, throw him on the couch, then I go back to bed. As I said, this has been happening for a few months - maybe 4 times in a week until......

Last night, Zach was walking to bed and walked right into the bed post, hitting just below the eye. He went down hard and crying. It was pretty scary. I called Randi and she brought ice and a cold knife. Zach didn't want us to put ice on him so we kind of held him down and Randi placed the knife on him. Apparently, a cold knife when applied to something that is about to swell keeps the swelling down. Nice job Ran! We managed to keep Zachy's eye from getting swollen. The funny thing that came out of last night was that when Zachy's saw blood on the paper towel, he started laughing. He then said he wanted to show his friends his boo boo. He quickly seemed proud to have a bruise under his eye. Another funny thing about last night was when Ran was applying the knife to the bottom of Zach's eye, he said, "mommy, don't cut me." Zach really thought Ran was intentionally going to cut him. Today, Zachy was very proud to have this bruise under his eye, walking around with a box of bandaids. Here are some pics of my little Rocky Balboa.

By the way, Zachy didn't show up in our room last night. I wonder why...




This is how we found Zach one night sleeping.