Is this how it is going to go with a little boy? Ever since Charlie's last fall, my heart skips a beat every time he topples forward or gets close to a trip hazard but I have slowly relaxed and gotten over the busted lip incident. Today I was working out and Charlie was in the little daycare room right in the same studio and I heard him cry. He never cries. Low and behold, I get called out of class and I turn the corner to see my little cherub baby with an instant black eye. He hit it on the corner of a low bookcase while he was playing. He didn't cry too much and he was laughing within one minute of when I collected him from daycare. My little baby is walking and he is starting to run and now he's trying to climb! Here is a photo of us leaving the studio this afternoon. My poor little baby!