The after math....

It was 7:15 saturday morning and I hear Wyatt crying. I go in there half asleep still and he is laying on his bed on top of all his covers. I ask him what is wrong and he said he fell out of his bed. So I just brought him into bed with us. After breakfast I asked Justin to wipe off Wyatt's face and he said that's not jam. So I looked at it again and it was a rug burn on the side of his face. Poor kid. Good thing he is the tuff one. :)