I guess its time to teach her about stairs

Elsa likes to hang out by the back steps, watching us come in and out. She's never tried to crawl out the door or come close to being pushed out. I really did know it was only a matter of time before she was knocked over, but when it happened we all felt dreadful. At first I didn't even see the bruise because it was hidden under her mop of hair, but when I was washing her face I found it :( Poor little thing.