Yeeooooowza!

It is a tale of brotherly love........not really. So this is how it went down. I have been dragging the kids around all morning trying to get some things taken care of for enrichment and we were at our last stop. Target. Whew, all I needed to do was exchange the boots I had gotten for Grey for a size for Will. Not to difficult right? I was also irritated because our van is in getting painted so I have the 3 kids in the back of our outback, which needless to say, it is a tight fit and a pain to get everyone in and out, and when they are in close enough a proximity to touch each other, there is never a dull moment in the backseat. So, I hauled all of the kids out of the car and into the rain. I always have Will hold Grey's hand while we walk thru the parking lot. Greyson of course, does not approve of this form of bondage and was running around the car away from William. Will gets mad and decides the only way to solve the problem is to shove his brother for not agreeing to hold his hand. What happens next? Well the rest is hearsay because I didn't actually witness the blessed event, I was pulling Mojo out of the car, but from the magnitude of screaming and the location of Grey's soaked little body lying in a puddle next to the sidewalk, I deduce that he smacked his head on the curb. Poor kid............this is what he looks like now :(
At least he was a good enough sport to let me take some pics, but I don't think that the camera does it justice. He created quite the uproar of sympathy in the store. Oh, and thanks to Mindy Collasurdo for checking on me and my cart of wailing children to see if I needed any help :)