This was so sad. Charlie follows us around the house where ever we go. He's so joyful in his crawling. He was merrily on his way down the hall when I heard a big thump. I found him on his tummy and arms spread out. He immediately began to cry. I picked him up and noticed the blood. I felt so bad for my precious one. The blood was dripping, my baby was crying and my husband wasn't home. I wanted to cry with him! I kept it together, you know, for his sake. I blotted his little lip. I took him to the changing table to get him out of his onesie, as blood had dripped on it. In no time, he was happy again. Of course, I had my camera on hand. As soon as I whooped it out, he began smiling. Then, he realized it hurt. Then, he smiled again. Then, he began to play and forgot all about his boo boo!