I hate to say "I told you so," but...

This is what happens when little boys don't listen to their mothers:


Yesterday, we were at a friend's house for a playdate. Jack, as he is wont to do to my irritation, took off his shoes. Our friends have flagstone in their backyard. I told Jack to either put his shoes back on or take his socks off, because he could slip otherwise. He insisted that he wanted to stay in his stockinged feet.

Obviously, he fell and got a huge bruise on his face. It looks worse in person than it does in the picture and is sure to turn interesting colors in the upcoming days. He cried and cried, and we had to cut the playdate short. When he gets these sorts of injuries, I do feel bad for him, but there's a part of me that thinks, "I told you so!"

Moral of the story? Always obey your mommy! Although somehow I think that one fall isn't going to be enough to make that lesson stick.