Samantha and I were upstairs earlier doing some things. On the way downstairs, Samantha tripped on the top stair and rolled all the way down. She was in front of me, and there was nothing I could do to stop her. She fell down the entire staircase and landed on the ceramic tile floor at the bottom. Those few seconds lasted forever.
She landed face down. Of course she had been crying all the way down and still was. I quickly picked her up and started comforting her. She cried into my shoulder for a while and then pulled back. That's when I saw some blood around her face, but since she had just rolled down 15 stairs I was shocked it wasn't gushing. She touched her upper lip, and when I asked her if it hurt, she gave a tearful, "yes". She then buried her head again into my shoulder and after about 2 seconds said, "Better now" and walked off to play! ("Better now" is what she always says the second after we kiss any boo boo.)
A couple of hours after that happened, the lip had puffed up some, turned slightly purple, and you could see exactly where it was "popped", but that didn't stop her from eating corn on the cob for dinner. Don't get in between this girl and her food!