Ollie Max is OBSESSED with motorcycles and when he saw this at our friends house at a playdate he could not resist playing on it. Sweet Sutten even held onto Ollie and pushed him around on it for a few mins. He could not really ride it because it is real and goes super fast. Still a win in Ollie's mind. He is so funny when he sees a motorcycle on the road or even hears one he will NOT let it go until you acknowledge you saw/heard it.
Ollie then found this "tow truck" trike and started towing BIG Ollie around the drive way {Big Ollie is in Kindergarten}. Ollie and Ollie were being sweet taking turns towing each other. It was so sweet.
This super fun playdate ended with Grayson falling out of the hammock and cracking his head open and gushing blood EVERYWHERE. It was super sad and scary. Somehow this little guy is as tough as they come and that is why we have always called him Crash. He didn't even cry. He came walking up to me and calmly told me what had happened... and then I scooped him up and ran him inside to clean it up and see how bad it was... we were debating if he needed stitches but opted he would be ok. He was so funny once we got him all bandaged up he was back outside running wild with all of the boys in his undies only because his clothes were covered in blood. His only complaint was "his head hurt a little". I can only imagine how much it really did hurt. When we got home and I pored peroxide on it he still didn't even cry. He just said "ouch that hurts". Way to be a trooper Gray Gray. I am so thankful it was not worse. With as crazy as these boys are I am actually shocked we have not had to make more ER visits than we have. We must have a LOT of angles watching over us.
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