
Miles fought the tile and the tile won. Miles decided last night was the night to try flying on his own for the first time, I guess. So he climbed up on a chair while I was cooking dinner and proceeded to do a nose dive off the back of the chair landing on his face. We quickly picked up a very bloody, very swollen little boy and rushed him to the hospital.
After 3 hours and some x-rays, the doctor and radiologist determined that he had NOT fractured his nose, only seriously bruised the soft tissue. His daddy and I were very relieved. He's home today getting some extra love and attention from his daddy. I'll be home soon to try and put some ice on his enormous boo-boo.