Dust yourself off!
This kid, my kid, slipped on the step of a play structure while we were in Walnut Creek on Friday and got a fat lip. He cried, I wanted to cry but instead tried really hard not to freak out at the copious amounts of blood pouring out of him while I held him. I wiped his face, put a little pressure on the cut to slow the bleeding and checked that he wasn’t hurt anywhere else.
He gave me a watery smile, and declared that he wanted to climb up and come down the slide, one more time.
That’s just how he is.
Picks himself up, tells it how it is, and then has at it, one more time.