Scraped Noses=Child Labor?

While on my continuing quest for Mother of the Year award, here's my latest effort to claim the title. Don't ask me how this happened! One minute she was sitting daintily on the cement steps out front, perfectly perched and squealing happily, the next minute she was rolling sideways down to the landing! (I think she's going to take after her Aunt Ewee in the grace department.) Poor kid, she cried for a couple of minutes, but in true Mikaela form, as soon as the binky was presented she sucked it up and moved on to sweeping the driveway. Yeah, nothing like a good cleaning session to make you feel better.