Ouchies and dirt

Always covered in ouchies... And dirt.

His curiosity and adventurous nature are often a recipe for disaster. He'll try/do anything once. Actually, he'll usually try things over and over again, even if he doesn't turn out as he imagined it would. I think in his mind, if he approaches whatever it is differently each time, then eventually it's bound to work out.

This includes all of those dangerous things that people often say, "just let it happen, they won't do it again." Nope. Not Harvey. He won't ever admit defeat.

Which then leads to more bumps and bruises than I can count, scraped elbows and knees, and that sweet handsome face often covered in some sort of boo boo.

I am thankful for his courageous nature though. For his need to act without hesitation. For his wandering and curious mind. He asks the best questions and provokes a bravery in all of us that did not exist before he showed up.

Often times I find myself frustrated with his seemingly destructive behavior. But then I remind myself, we just have to shape and mold that recklessness into boldness.

And maybe a hint of self-preservation...