Blood and Smiles.

This scab was formed from his standing on the edge of a concrete step, leaning forward until he became top heavy and falling on his head, down one step. It only skinned his head, no blood. Then a few days later he hit his scab on my bathroom cupboard and burst it open. So it bled, not to bad but enough to drip down his forehead quite a bit. I should have spread the blood everywhere, then took a picture. You just don't think if it at the time.

Right now, Tino has a scab on his forehead, a cut and bruise on his eye, a scab under his nose and a split lip. In the picture he only has the scabs. His head is his target. The only thing he cries about is his mom trying to stop the bleeding. And maybe if it hurts bad enough he cries a little when he is initially hurt.