Ouch!

I went to work as usual this morning, but felt really sick and faint and ended up coming home around 11.30am. I called hubby on the way home to let him know. He had taken H to soft play whilst his car was in the garage nearby getting new tyres. I was slightly perturbed to hear the words "don't panic when you see her head - it was just a wee fall".

I drove to the soft play and found that H had been too busy saying "hiya" and waving to a group of men, to concentrate on walking, and had falled on the pavement without putting her hands out to stop her. There were a lot of tears, but I think the arrival at soft play and the sight of some monkeys was enough to calm her down. Unfortunately, she looks a bit the worse for wear!