Busted Lip

Yesterday, Gavin fell down at a restaurant and face-planted on the hard tile floor, busting his upper lip right open. Of course. Not only is it not surprising that he would bust his lip open (dripping blood all over himself, the floor, and my sweater), but it is only logical that he would bust his lip open the day before we had to take him back to the doctor to get his stitches removed. He looks like we beat him up. Great.