Yesterday was gorgeous. Not that you would know it by the crisp, blustery air or snow on the ground this evening, but it was. 55 and sunny. Good, no great, weather for January. The husband, Peanut and myself enjoyed a work-free day courtesy of Mr. Martin Luther King so we took advantage of the blue skies and headed to the play area nearby. My thrill loving Peanut enjoyed the slides immensely, as did her giggle loving daddy. All was fine and well until we returned home. Our adrenaline running Peanut kept going at a uber fast pace. She went head over heels and caught herself with her face. Insert lots of blood. Insert lots of crying.
And then it was over. As soon as it started. The crying subsided...from both of us...and after a few extra snuggles my girl proudly walked away with her first fat lip. It's not pretty but she wears it well.
Just like that we conquered our first boo-boo. Leaping, literally, into toddlerhood. One giant fall at a time.
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