An Apple A Day

Today, after our afternoon walk, the toddler wanted to play outside with one of his favorite things in the world: chalk. Since the weather was uncharacteristically amazing, we stayed in the front yard and chalked to our hearts' contentment.

Just as I had finished chalking my third requested helicopter, I sat down and watched the toddler draw little bursts of red fire all over everything (complete with sound effects, of course). And then, a family about eight houses down came outside to get in their car. The next thing I knew, the toddler stopped chalking, stood up, yelled, "Children!" and started running in their direction. For all of about one second. And then his shoe caught on the concrete, and came flying off as he also flew through the air and landed face first on the concrete. I am telling you I heard a thud like a  melon had been dropped from the roof.

It really was one of those do-I-have-to-look? moments. I was sure that he had knocked some teeth out and would be bleeding profusely from his nose, chin, and/or forehead. I was extremely relieved when I picked him up and this was the extent of the damage:

Immediately, he began screaming, so I rushed him inside, laid him down on the couch, and grabbed a bag of frozen corn to put on his forehead. Not surprisingly, he wouldn't let me hold the bag to his forehead for more than 2 seconds at a time, so we settled for sitting on the kitchen floor and dining on an apple together. It seemed to make everything better. :)



Being silly. It's what we do best! :)