Originally Posted by
Chefboiali
When my little girl was 4, she tripped and fell on her forehead. Hard
h:. The look in her eye was something I'll never forget. The look was almost like an affirmation of morality. She balled like crazy, and I didn't "baby" her, but from that point on, there's been a humbleness about her that I'll never forget how it got there.
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He was actually about 6" shy of a cracked forehead last weekend. He was running towards us and we were sitting on my cousin's porch and he stripped and fell just shy of a few inches of elevated concrete where the slab starts. :eek4: