My big helper Syd asked me if she could take Dallas and Kayman on a walk this afternoon. Seeing as I HATE to take the dog for a walk, I was thrilled that she would volunteer to do this chore for me. Don't worry, she only went about 2 houses down and back a few times, not around the neighborhood. She strapped the leash through the handle of the stroller and took off with the boys.
Apparently Dallas saw a cat or something he just couldn't resist because suddenly I heard screaming coming from the front yard. I ran to see what was going on. Dallas had pulled his leash so hard that it dragged Syd to the ground and she skinned her elbow, and the stroller was literally upside down, with Kayman strapped in. The poor guy was face down on the street! He had a bloody nose and the scrapes you see here, but he was more scared of the blood than anything. He's not a big fan of blood. So we had an eventful evening. Dallas was banished to his dog run as I cleaned up the bloody kids.