Poor Luke had a bad fall this afternoon. He was trying to climb up on Isaac's bed and he slipped and hit his face on the wooden step stool. He cut the inside of his top lip, and while I never got a good look at it, it bled pretty bad. He woke up early from his nap, but then as soon as I sat down with him on the couch he fell right back to sleep. It was a nice excuse to cuddle, relax, and watch TV for an hour with Charlie.