As the sad teary eyed face of my banshee looked up at me as I walked in the door last night from work.
Apparently, when her and her Dad got home from the sitter's...they were walking up the driveway, she stumbled on her own two feet. Of course, we have your typical, middle of nowhere, gravel driveway. And, this is the perfect work surface for creating skinned knees. And, she has a doozy of one.
SO, needless to say, there is something UBER cute about a little banshees, bent completely over at he waist, while attempting to hike her dress up to her chin, while saying....'Mama, Mama, Mama, boo, boo, kiss it, better'.