Ouch

So, remember that nice park outing I wrote about a day or two ago? The one where Jack fell asleep in the swings? This is how the rest of the afternoon went. He managed to stay asleep during the stroller ride home. I was even able to lay him down on my bed. I placed pillows around him and didn't go too far. He usually cries when he first wakes up and doesn't move an inch, so I figured he'd be fine at least while I went to the bathroom. Then I realized the other two kids had become suspiciously quiet in the family room, so I went to check on them. Well, Jack decided to wake up and in the process fell off my bed. He didn't cry too long or two bad. He stopped as soon as I picked him up. His nose was a little red, but for the most part he looked fine and there was no blood. Well when he woke up the next morning his nose looked like this:

I know it is only the first of many ouchies he will sustain as he becomes more and more mobile. However, I'm not entirely convinced that this ouchie is from the fall of the bed. Noah and Zoe love to drag him across the room by his legs, rubbing his face on the carpet. I like to think it is the later of the two, or at least a combination of the events. That way I don't feel as guilty, or stupid for leaving him for a moment.