Now that Ruby is in her “I have to pull myself up on anything and I don’t care if I have no sense of balance and fall on my face” phase in her life, she has had a couple of spills.
Some bloody, some not so bloody, but all painful. For me.
This was the aftermath of the car accident last weekend.
Needless to say, I had to be sedated.
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