another accident

If a picture tells the story of a thousand words, here it is:

note the red abrasion and the HUGE black-and-blue goose egg surrounding it

We had a SUPER busy weekend, so we tried to get outside for a little bit of relaxing "family time" this afternoon while the weather was still nice. We went across the road to the construction site in order to play on the dirt piles and pick up some of the extra rocks to "steal" for our yard. Mike had a backpack on and was handing me rocks to fill it up....

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Rose ducked in between us, leaned down to climb up a dirt hill on all fours, and Mike swung a rock back to hand to me.   And BAM.



I HATE accidents where Rose gets hurt!!! Inside, I was crying just as much as she was. It was awful.

And the poor girl had to put up with me trying to do a mini concussion eval on her - do you realize how hard it is to test the orientation, memory, and processing speeds of a three-year-old?!?  Thank heavens she didn't lose consciousness and did not report any post-traumatic amnesia.

Now I just have to practice self-forgiveness yet again.