Like Mother, Like Daughter

So our weekend of death defying stunts continued. On Saturday, Madilyn had her first blood-drawing fall. Since she has been walking for some time, she now feels the need to frequently test her ability for speed, and well, run. So on Saturday evening, she was entertaining herself by sprinting around our dining room table. She found this quite hilarious! I guess it's a stage or something, as she also finds it amusing to stick her fingers in her ears to plug them and talk loudly. Anyway, so she was doing laps, and tripped on a wheel of her shopping cart. Now Madilyn falls alot, something about learning to walk and all. But this one you could hear. There was a loud thud, and you could tell it hurt even before she started to wail. However, unlike all the other falls, as I was holding/comforting her, I noticed some blood. Here she had sliced the inside of her upper lip on her teeth. It didn't bleed long, and it wasn't that serious, but it was still a little stressful until we knew where the blood was coming from. To be honest, I can't even use the word gush when describing it, it was more like a trickle.

The funniest part, if there is one, is that while still kind of crying she squirmed to get down. I let her down, and she proceeded to walk toward the dining room floor, and tell us all about it. This is all grunts and baby talk, but she had to tell us about 10 times until she felt better. And each time, she expected us to say, "yes, that's where you fell. You tripped over the shopping cart and fell, thus getting a boo, boo (or goo, goo as she calls them)". Finally, she was satisfied that we understand the situation, and we could get her to sit down and eat some dinner. But I think we've all had enough accidents for a while now.