So my sweet Cole isn’t the most graceful thing – and today he gave more credence to that statement. All weekend in Abilene he stumbled over his feet – in part because of his Thomas sandals and uneven sidewalks – and he has the scraps and bruises to prove it. Today – in those same Thomas sandals, and wrapped mummy style in a towel – coming back from the pool, Cole again stumbled over his feet – but this time there were no hands or even knees to help break his fall – only his pretty face. As you can see, it left a mark. My poor baby.