Today I was jumping up and down on the bed in our guest room when dad walked in. I started running and bouncing down the bed to give him a hug, when I missed a step and tumbled off the bed headfirst onto the floor. Clonk! I lay there dazed for a few seconds, my eyes slighly crossed as I came back to my senses. Dad picked me up immediately, and then I started crying. It hurt! Mommy rushed in and held me, and within about two minutes I was done crying and ready to start playing again. I have a little red bump on my forehead, up by my hair, but other than that I feel perfectly fine.
I think I scared my dad. My neck bent way back when I hit the floor, which was fine with me, but I suppose dad's not used to seeing that. He said it's hard to be a father sometimes when you see these things. Mommy says that having me is like having her heart run around outside her body.
I'm fine, and I can't wait to jump on the bed again tomorrow!
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