Clumsy, clumsy toddler.

I don't know what is going on with Mia this week, but she is suddenly the clumsiest person I know. In the last 48 hours, she has taken 5 really good falls that have lead to tears, scrapes, and even blood.

Twice she got overly eager and face planted off a play structure at the park. (After the second of these falls, she got so much sand in between her front teeth that it was the first time in my life that I thought while looking at an injured person, "Wow, that's going to need some floss...")

Twice she ate it while running. The first time she scraped up two elbows and one knee on the sidewalk, and the second time she tumbled (again) face first into the sand.

In the midst of her own falling spree (and the resulting cranky mood), another child accidentally pinched her inner thigh in a buckle while "helping" her get into a swing. The resulting raspberry required two ice packs (one shaped like a kitty head and the other like Spiderman's head) to calm her down.

The grand finale was this morning when she tripped over her own feet and landed face first (yet again) into one of the legs of our dining room table. The result was Mia's very first bloody nose... She was so upset after that one that she settled for a plain old bag of ice and a paper towel, since we don't (yet) own kid-friendly ice packs.

I'm seriously hoping she's just going through a growth spurt or something and is just having trouble figuring out where the ends of her legs are now! Otherwise the neighbors are going to be sending CPS our way...