Bloody Wound #1

Well, it happened. I finally got my first bloody wound. Daddy took me for a walk the other day, and I stumbled on a bump and superman'd into the pavement. I cut my upper and lower lip. There was a lot of blood, but in the end, the cuts weren't too big. No stitches necessary. I did cry for 10 minutes, just to make sure Dad knew how much it hurt, but he did make me feel better by giving me a cookie. Then I spent the rest of the evening laughing and running around the living room. Recovery in process.