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the tot has been getting so good at manevouring himself on the flimsy (super light, therefore unstable) tricycle these days, that his turns are swift & smooth

flimsy tricycle

but the tricycle being light & flimsy, it couldn’t match up to his skills, so he went falling & landed his face right onto the rug & he’s got a cut lips, bruised chin & eye, i’ve never seen him bled so much before as i watched dark, deep red blood oozing out of his cut lips

he wailed with tears flowing down continuously as i cuddled him & sang the song i made up, “hush hush my lil’ baby”…he giggled, stopped crying, a minute later, he went about the house with his usual playing, running, laughing & the very next day back to swerving & making sharp corner-turns on his flimsy tricycle, back to his usual playful, cheeky, joyful self, so amused by me trying to take pictures of his battered face

battered face
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battered face4
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what a fearless tot i’ve got here, unfazed & undaunted