Patrick took part in his first fist fight today. Apparently one of the kids at day camp made a move on his sister, so he decked the kid in the face. Much to his dismay, the kid was scrappy and he popped back up in time to land a good one in the kisser before Ms. Bertha could split them up.

OR, he was playing trucks, slipped and fell and cut that little skin flap that goes from your lip to your gum. Ouch.

Doctor tomorrow. Me wonders…how many times will he my boy have a fat lip in his life? Other than pouting that is.