There's never a dull moment in our house.
Griffin tripped right into the corner of the coffee table yesterday. We were horrified when he fell because when he hit the table and propelled forward, the corner missed his eye only by about 3/16 of an inch. It still gives me the willies to look at it, the poor kid. In typical Griffin fashion, he cried for a bit, dusted himself off, and took off running again.