Fell down...again.

I have this habit of tripping over my own two feet rather often. I'd say at least once a day. Normally, I laugh it off, but occasionally I get hurt. I already have two scars from falling (once into the wood burning and once off the barstool) and the other day I fell...again; and I instantly got a goose egg on my forehead. So we pulled out the trusty Elephant Ice Pack and I held it on there...
But even with the ice pack, if you look closely on my forehead in this Christmas family shot we had taken the next morning - you can almost see the bruise from my fall.