Awww. One particularly beautiful afternoon earlier this week, Davey was playing in the back yard in shorts. He was on the driveway under the maple tree when he stumbled and fell, scraping his knee. What a rude shock it was for him! He cried after a moment so I went to him and snuggled. Within 20 or 30 seconds he'd stopped crying and was fine, curiously poking at his knee with his index finger. What a trooper.