Preschoolers are made of rubber. Kind of.

Love Bug was climbing over a bench seat yesterday when it all went horribly wrong and she face-planted the cement ground.

My heart may have stopped for a split second.

A {not-so-quick} trip to the hospital followed by a much quicker trip to our local hospital allayed all of my fears of her having a broken nose. Just severe bruising and some swelling which should settle in a couple of weeks.

As she said to me this morning when she was telling me how her sore nose was hurting more: oh mumma, my poor little face.