Jack fell into the coffee table and split his face just above the eye giving himself his first shiner. My poor baby. He was so upset he ran into his room to hide. He didn't want me to touch him. When his breathing slowed down he came out and wanted to cuddle. I held him while his little body heaved.It was so sad. I guess we've entered the bump and bruise stage. Last week, he split his lip. This week his face. I don't want to see what's next. On a positive note, he heals quickly.
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