The Fab Four!

Today daddy was rough housing with me. We were playing in the infamous bean bag. Daddy (against mom and grandma's wishes) loves to pick me up and throw me into it. It's actually very fun, and I love it. Well, this go 'round after I landed on the bean bag, I was laying there giggling away. Dad was so excited that I found such joy in our play. He jumped on the bean bag with me. As he did I fleeeew up so high, oh what fun..... until my tough forehead bashed right into daddy's big head hitting his nose and lip!!! All of the sudden daddy was gushing with blood!!! Mommy grabbed me and checked that I was alright. I was totally fine. But dad had some serious battle wounds. This is a picture of the damage. Did I mention daddy has a big 'ol head!?