Ouch

Rowan was up bright and early this morning... Doesn't she know its saturday?

She spent quite a bit of time attempting to wake her two grumpy reluctant parents to no avail.

Finally she convinced Barney to get out of bed by requesting some assistance in going pee.

He groggly sat up swinging his legs over the bed just as little Miss Rowan moved towards him.... and whack!

One large man's knee smacked one small girl's poor little mouth.

All mayhem ensued....

Toddler screaming....

Blood gushing......

Dad frantically searching for a way to help....

Then....

Quiet cool calm half asleep mother with thousands of years of instincts.... collects crying toddler and applies pressure with a moistened hand towel... (the one frantic hubs grabbed... my new one... my nice towel)

I calm the Dad..... sooth the toddler...... clean up blood..... and go back to bed.

Phew....