He's Hard Headed.

And I mean that literally. He's so hard headed he broke my toe.

We went to a water feature at the local park today, and Chay took off running (straight at me, of course). Right before he got to me, he tripped (over his own toe, of course). He fell HARD, and his head went crashing to the concrete at full speed. Luckily, my foot happened to be right where his head was landing, so it softened the blow. I swear, he would have had a concussion; he fell that hard. Instead, I have a broken toe. But, that's OK. We need to sacrifice once and a while as a mom, right?