Owie

Ari wandered into the living room at 10:30pm last night, rubbing his bottom.

"What happened?" we asked.

"The carpet hit me!" he said, indignantly.  "Right here."

"The carpet hit you... when you fell out of bed?" I guessed.

He nodded sadly.  And then asked for the ice penguin, the resident cold pack, to put on his boo-boo.

Those pesky carpets, they sneak up on you every time!