A grand goose egg

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Bumps, bangs, and boo-boos are part and parcel of the toddler stage as newbie walkers get their land legs. I get that.

Goose eggs are entirely different story as far as I’m concerned, though. Yet every. single. one of my grandsons got big ones at one point or another. Benjamin’s point came Saturday when he bonked his noggin on a door frame.

 
 

Gah!

It literally — unreasonably, possibly? — pains my brain to consider how much that goose-egg producing bang hurt my poor grandbaby. Do you other grandmas have a similarly visceral response when your grand babes get goose egg-worthy bonks?

Or am I just weird?

Maybe you shouldn’t answer that.