Goose egg

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Lyla's teachers had to fill out an incident report because the child stood on a toy and fell and plonked her head.

The excitement continued at home. Lyla was simply walking from one side of her nursery to the other when suddenly it was as though the floor was covered with marbles and banana peels. She thwacked herself good on the floor.

And oh, the goose egg did grow. That above photo with Lyla's hair blown away from her forehead is a perfect before shot. We didn't take an after shot. You'll just have to use your imagination.

After a flurry of Google searches, we determined that it probably wasn't a huge deal. She cried like mad, then felt better, and then wanted to walk around. When I brought her face to a lamp and then carried her to a darker room, her pupils dilated appropriately. We iced the bump.

Then 30 minutes after putting her to bed, I barged in and woke her up to ice it again. She was not pleased. We'll check on her again in a bit just to make sure.

Hey, maybe she'll have a sweet bruise tomorrow to show everyone. I should teach her how to say, "You should see the other guy."