It was gorgeous today, so Emma and I went to the park, hoping to have an experience like this. It started out that way — Emma was so excited when we got there, she practically jumped out of her stroller. She enjoyed the swing, but absolutely LOVED the slide … all 500 times we went up and down it. Unfortunately, it wasn’t long before she discovered the bark, which meant digging, eating, and well, more eating.
Then she decided to venture out onto the sidewalk and whoops — she took a tumble. But my toughie little girl literally rolled out of the fall and brushed it off. There is too much to do, ya know!
But then came tumble No.2 — a face-plant right onto the cement. The tears came quick and so did the (gasp!) blood. My first experience with a bloody boo-boo, and of course, I was totally unprepared. That meant tears and blood all over my shirt, but it didn’t matter. I felt so horrible, like I should have been holding her hand or something. I knew there was a step up onto the sidewalk, but it seemed like she had it under control. Sorry, baby!
The end result was several cuts on her lip, a few scratches on her chin and a little scrape inside her nose. She was pretty traumatized, but got over it during our stroller ride home. I, however, am still recovering. I got her to suck on an ice cube when we got home, so I’m hoping there’s no fat lip. I guess we’ll see what the morning brings!
BTW, her ears seem to be fine now. We’ll be finished with the antibiotics on Thursday… yeah!! :o)
**UPDATE: Emma’s face looks as pretty as ever this morning. Not a whole lot of damage done. So no photos necessary. Is it sick that I’m a little disappointed?? :o) **