My Little Evil Knievel

Some of you have heard of Dallas' big fall last week. It was Wednesday evening, and it was about bedtime. Dallas was "working" on his pedal tractor when he fell and busted his mouth. It did scare me because there was quite a bit of blood coming from his mouth, and Doug was still out of town. Thankfully, the little guy was fine. He did end up with a swollen bottom lip and a few good cuts, but no stitches were needed and he didn't knock any teeth loose.

You would think after taking a fall like that, he would be a little more hesitant about things. But he isn't...check out what I found him doing yesterday.
And, he wasn't just standing on the bench - he was dancing on it!

Until next time...