A real boo boo

12:34 -- I sat down on the couch to quickly eat my lunch; Ella was holding onto the coffee table.

12:36 -- Ella tries to sit down from standing, loses balance, faceplants into the coffee table

12: 36 1/2 -- I pick up a bawling Ella from floor to find blood oozing out of her mouth, split upper lip, seriously pained disposition

12:45 -- After a call to Grandaddy (dentist), lots of hugs, kisses, and tears, and some disciplinary measures for the coffee table (including slapping it while saying, "Bad coffee table!" followed by petting Ella and, "Sweet Ella"), we survived.

Toddlerhood scares me. And excites me. But mostly scares me right now.