Poor baby. I put him down to walk around in the garage with Isabelle while I was messing with his new carseat and BOOM, I look over and he's face-down in the driveway. Not making a sound, of course. This boy likes to hold his breath when he cries. I pick him up, tiny rocks are stuck to his snot and drool and he's bleeding from his nose! He scraped up his nose and right under it. Poor kid. He recovered quickly though, just needed to refocus him when we got into the house. Isabelle said he needs a bandaid. Of course, everything needs a bandaid.
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