Last night, our little tornado ran, tripped and fell right into the coffee table at my parents' house. I'm just shocked it's taken 17 months to get a cut like this! This injury came complete with a small gash, blood and not too many tears. She woke up from her morning nap pointing to her cut with a pitiful look on her face. Then she just started poking it and laughing...I think she's proud of her wound.
With the way this child plays, I anticipate many (many!) more bumps, bruises and cuts.
|See how much better it looked this morning!|
|Playing like a good girl at Mellow Mushroom, showing off her band-aid!|