Wipe Out

Caleb burst into the house this evening announcing, "I fell!" The story included something about running full speed down a hill after a ball before falling and sliding down the hill. Out of courtesy to those of you who are squeamish, I won't include a graphic description of his injuries, but they were enough to make my stomach turn. After a good soak in the tub, a generous amount of neosporin, some band-aids, and guaze pads/tape, he's nearly as good as new.