My Little Man has one gear...fifth. He leads with his face, wherever he goes...no such thing as caution.
I felt so bad since this happened on my watch. I turned my back for one second...ONE SECOND! Plop...crying...on his face:(
My poor Little Man. He keeps saying "Mommy, there are spots on my face." It's like he forgot about the face plant he did on the pavement yesterday...
Boys...*shaking my head*