Birds and Bruises

On Sunday, we went to the castle to catch the last of the flower viewing. Cash was so excited to chase the pigeons! He was grabbing them, which could not have been too sanitary. In his excitement, he tripped while walking up a slope and gashed his head on a stone block. Within seconds, there was blood everywhere, although it was a small cut. We rushed him to the ER, where he was treated with...a bandaid. It was pretty scary to see so much blood from such a little head. I'm so glad he didn't need stitches! Cash has been quite a champ about it, although he decided he wasn't going to keep his band-aid on longer than he had to.
Playing with birds before his bump:


Cash's first bad bruise. If he has inherited his mama's tendency to catch falls with your face, I'm sure this is probably the first of many.