Just when I think Emma has gone and grown up right before my eyes, something happens that reminds me that she still has a looong way to go. Today, it was this skinned knee.
Her first skinned knee. If she’s anything like me—and she most certainly is—this will be the first of many.
Many skinned knees, and many other firsts to come yet.
But even when she’s all grown up, she’ll still be my little baby.
Poor bunny, there’s nothing worse than skinned knees. I swear my daughter has a plethora of bruises on her shins, I wonder how she gets half of them!
Yes, I had a lot of skinned knees and cuts growing up. My kiddos don’t stand a chance. lol
Oh no! Sweet girl.
Awww. Poor baby! You are lucky for her to go this long without a skinned knee. My boys probably never made it to a year old before they hit the pavement lol.
She’s lucky this is her first. ;) I love the heart!
AWWW! The first but definitely not the last, our babies grow up way too fast!