First Big Owie

So I will spare myself the embarrassment of explaining just exactly what happened to cause my child's face to look like she got in a bar room brawl last night, but suffice it to say it was one of those evenings of feeling like THE WORST parents in the world; riddled with grief and the "what if"s Kevin and I really had to work ourselves out of the funk. There were even a few tears shed from Mama at the sight of the blood coming out of her split open lip. Let's just say unattended, falling on asphalt and call it a post!