Two

The worst sound in the world is the sound of toddler forehead smacking against the corner of the wall.
Busy making dinner on Tuesday and the kid is busy playing. He runs past me, trips and falls into the corner.
Oh, SHIT! Okay. Okay. Still conscious and so was the kid. Breathing, crying, talking.
I try to ice it and give motrin. Pace with kid in my arms until husband gets home.
Open garage door and go ballistic.

Pictures don't do the egg sized lump justice. It raised up about 1/2 inch. Yuck.