I might need testimony from all of you if Children's Services comes knocking on my door sometime in the next few days.
Yesterday Ellery fell off a bench…directly onto her forehead. This morning Neko did a spectacular flip over her toy truck onto her face. And tonight Shep did a total wipe-out onto his hand, which he held like an injured wing to his chest until, as we debated a trip to the ER, he finally started it using again.
Neko is in the worst shape. She has discovered that her plastic truck, when sitting just right on top of her soccer ball, does the most amazing trick. The wheels propel the ball forward and it's a delightful physics experiment in propulsion.
A not so delightful physics experiment in propulsion is when it all gets going too fast and she does a complete flip over both truck and ball and lands squarely on her nose/cheek/forehead. This photo was taken about 10 hours later—she wouldn't even let us lift up her bangs for an hour following the injury. The swelling has gone down a great deal, but the lump on her head is still pretty impressive. Scrape and bruise on cheekbone. Small amount of skin lost on nose.
And, yes, she has socks on her hands. That means she's being an animal, which walks on four feet, thus socks on all four appendages. Which makes total sense when you're five. And your name is Neko.