Head First

Madeline has had a brush with death nearly every day of her life, earning her the nickname "Head First." She usually manages to avoid injury by mere millimeters. She'll tumble to the ground and just miss the edge of the brick fireplace or come skidding around a corner just a hair's width away from slamming her face into the door jamb. She must be losing some of her mojo though, because today, just seconds after she raced off to some important task in the back of the house, I heard crying. She slipped, hit her face on the door, and got this nice little shiner to show for it. Poor Maddo!