62/365 March 3, 2011

This evening while cooking dinner, Robert was crawling through the kitchen and tripped on my foot. He face planted into our hardwood floors. This has happened several times. He's a rebel. He's busy. He gets hurt. a. lot.

But this time when I picked him, his mouth was full of blood.


After much investigation (and wrestling him down to get in his mouth), I found that his tooth sliced his upper lip open pretty good.

Robert's First Fat Lip


His biggest frustration after a few minutes was wanting to get away from me. He just wanted to run off and go play and I was trying to make sure it was alright.

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Posted by Marni's Organized Mess at 11:10 AM