shiner.
apparently equipped with the grace of her mom (which is the grace of a bowling ball impacting concrete), M_ got this one yesterday as she performed a scientific experiment involving gravity, our hardwood staircase, and her skull (the findings were, umm, inconclusive).
it actually looks much worse today, having fully bloomed overnight.
why does the world have to be, you know, so hard and angular?
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Ouchie, poor baby!
Posted by: cee | January 30, 2006 at 06:02 PM
my youngest son did pretty much the same thing when he was, but, a tiny boy (he's a giant now, but let's not talk about it). he tumbled head first into the corner of the fireplace...just about an hour or so before having his portrait taken... needless-to-say, those christmas pics are... ahem... memorable. sigh
sorry about your little one's fall... hope she's better, soon! : )
Posted by: neva | January 30, 2006 at 07:32 PM
arnica gel. for the rough years ahead in a gravity-filled, angular world.
Posted by: Jenny | January 31, 2006 at 12:43 AM
Yeah - call me when she starts getting stitches like my kid. We pray for bruises. =-)
Gravity isn't a theory in my house: it's a deadly, deadly way of life.
Posted by: Jemaleddin | January 31, 2006 at 12:46 PM
That is SO punk rawk! But still, owie.
Posted by: Editrix | February 01, 2006 at 02:05 PM