Grace, Faith, and I took Chloe for a walk around the neighborhood today.
And Grace wanted to run. Then she fell. She caught herself on her hands but she was going so fast, she just rolled over onto her head. If she hadn't gotten hurt it would have been quite funny. She almost did a complete somersault.
So we cut our walk short and came back inside to check out the damage.
I told Grace we needed to clean her boo-boos up.
But she insisted on looking at them in her mirror first.
But we found some matching Spongebob bandaids.
Luckily it was just small scratches. This time.
She was so worn out that she crashed before 7:00pm in her bed still holding her juice box upright.