Poor Forrest's first blood and guts story. A hyper, hurried, and VERY happy baby mind you meets his match with our stone kitchen floor....OUCH!
Forrest has taken to finding and LOVING trinkets from the outside. Sticks, stones, acorns, you name it, he's got it in his fist. And.....he loves to run with these treasures in his fists, which obviously limits his "catching" capabilities, (the little skills a one year old has...)
And, poor little Forrest tripped, face planted, and had his front tooth pierce his lip....DOUBLE OUCH!
But, a mouth full of blood later, some ooos and ahhhhs from the parents later, and all was good, as his mama has learned that lacerations inside the mouth heal dramatically fast, no stitches needed.