Except the Other Guy was our kitchen floor.
A. had been swinging between the kitchen counters, because it's her thing no matter the warnings. Until then. In her words (later), "I slipped and went SPLAT!"
Thankfully it wasn't as bad as it looked or could have been. Towels, ice, hugs, holding, a boiled egg, applesauce followed by sympathy ice cream made her feel better. A dose of children's Motrin before bed helped too.
Just to be sure, the next morning she played hooky from school to go see the dentist.
The X-rays were clear and she should heal just fine. We'll go back for a check-up in 6 weeks.
Yeah, we'll get right on that...