Poor Guy

I knew this moment was coming, but I hoped it would happen on Dan's watch. Camden fell face first down the stairs today! He cried for a good ten minutes while I tried holding back my own tears and replaying what I saw in my mind. But all it took to make him feel better was a nice cold orange slice to suck on, and the crying was gone. I looked over every inch on his body and he doesn't even have a single bruise. His mouth was bleeding for a brief moment, but I couldn't even see a cut.
What a trooper!