Elliot's teacher called me Thursday morning to report a playground accident. Elliot was pushing a dump truck through the sand at full speed, rammed into the edge of a concrete pad that was a couple inches higher, and then tumbled over the suddenly stopped truck to bash his face on the concrete. She saw it as it happened, and raced to him imagining stitches and messed up teeth. Poor kid had a mouth and nose full of dirt and a cut chin, but had already stopped crying when she got to him. I think he's getting to be an old pro at facial trauma, lol!