caring hands

this morning she found the handpainting she'd handpainted at nursery yesterday afternoon, and was so excited giving it to me she almost cast aside her cornflakes. it was forgotten about at the time thanks to a rather nasty-looking headgashbump after being accidentally pushed into the outer-edge corner of a wall by an overly-affectionate toddler.

ouch.

she's ok thankfully, scarbruising aside, and the nursery staff were stellar. this is now pride-of-fridge.