When we were on our neighborhood safari with our lovely neighbors the other night, Brandon decided to trip and fall on perfectly imperfect pavement. He actually did this two days in a row, the same exact place, almost the same exact time but not the same outcome. The first time he fell, no little hands reached out to brace the fall. This is the result of that fall...road rash. His forehead, nose, cheeks, chin, elbow and little hands are all scraped up.
The second time he fell he reached out to catch himself.