We had our first dripping blood incident the other day. Ryan and I were playing on the living room floor, playing “peek” around the furniture. I was two feet away from him. All of a sudden he turns around, crawls full speed towards an end table, and crashes right into its lower shelf with his mouth. Ouch. There was the requisite pause of silence before he realized what happened, and then the earth shattering scream. His upper tooth pierced his bottom lip. He recovered quickly though, and enjoyed chewing on a cold, wet washcloth. Now he just looks like he got into a fist fight. Poor boy.

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Harumpfffff. That lip accident was no fun!

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