Suddenly I hear crys of pain. Gideon is the first one up the stairs with this to show for it...
Trace is next, with no visible injuries. The outwardly calm mother in me asks Gideon what happened. "Trace hit me with..." The answer changed each time that I asked. The swelling did finally stop, so we have been icing it and hopefully it will look better in the morning. As I was putting Trace in his jammies I noticed a small goose egg on the top of his forehead, you know the hardest part of your head. Yea, I think they crashed. Another day, another injury mystery solved. Sheesh! 
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