On Saturday after we got back from Grandma's, Jackson announced that he was going outside to dig for dinosaur bones. I was feeling horrible (caught some stupid cold on spring break. . .), and so I was just relaxing inside for a while. After about 45 minutes, I decided that I should check on him. The moment I looked out the back door, Jackson threw down his shovel, grabbed his right hand, and screamed. Yep, Jackson got his first blister.
In good news, he dug a good-sized hole!
Well?!?!?! Was there any good-sized dinosaur bones in his hole!? How am I supposed to sleep tonight with this suspense? :) What a great kiddo!
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