Lincoln fell while we were walking and scraped his knees. He was so happy when he made it to the bridge though.
Lincoln fell down and scraped his knees. It happened less than halfway to the bridge, but Lincoln wanted to walk all the way. He is a tough little boy.
Such a sad face. Lincoln held up his shorts so they wouldn't rub on his scrapes.
It was finally warm enough to wear shorts. I was noticing the little bruises on his legs and it made me sad when I got him dressed. I'm even more sad now that he fell. He wouldn't even let me hold him. I wish I could catch him every time he falls, but I can kiss him better.
