So, alright, I had my first major spill today. Not Emergency Room worthy, thank goodness, but I am bearing some war wounds.Here's what happened. I love to rock in my rocking chair. I REALLY love it. I ESPECIALLY love when I get it going super fast. This time I got it going so fast that it just catapulted me right out of the seat, throwing me face first onto the floor.
Mommy was worried I broke my little nose, but I didn't. It did get a little swollen, though, and as you can see, it's scratched up pretty good.
Daddy's going to retrofit the chair with some sort of mechanism to make sure this doesn't happen again, because I absolutely must still be able to rock. And don't worry, Grandma, it's not the chair's fault. Not many other little kids could get it rocking as fast as I do.
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