Lincoln's got a Boo-Boo

Can't you see it?
Really because he'd be happy to show you and gain your sympathy. He's really learned the art of getting compassion and ran away with it. He had a little fall outside on our patio. It was his first skinned knee. I petted him about it and went on our way. The next day when we flew to TN, Nana noticed it and it was ON. He proceeded to show his boo boo to everybody in Nashville that would take the time to look. I mean everybody. Waiters, other moms, restaurant patrons even the homeless guys!
It didn't end there.
He would remind us in the car about every 5 minutes that he had a boo boo and needed our attention to it. He would even make Jackson look at it. I'm not going to say that we didn't' play along because we totally did. We realized it was beginning to sound a little like Dory on Finding Nemo because when he told us, it was like he was telling us for the first time! He would show us his little leg (which was quickly beginning to heal!) and then he would jerk his pant leg down and say "bye-bye" to his boo boo. It was always short lived. When we got home to AL he got a whole new crowd to glean compassion for his now nearly healed boo boo. We were beginning to wonder what he would do when there was no boo boo to discuss on that leg. Then it happened...thanks to good ol' rocky soil and a dose of clumsy 1 year old, he now has a fresh boo boo to keep up his sympathy act.