So tonight Paula Grace and I were playing peek-a-boo and she was looking out the window of the french door and I was peeking around the corner making her laugh. The next thing I know, she's lost her footing and went face first into the casing of the window on the door. I've never heard her scream like that before, and I picked her up and realized there was blood on her face, clothes, floor, etc. Scared me half to death! I started crying and running her to the kitchen (and saying "mommy's so sorry" about a thousand times) to get in the light to see what her injury was and luckily it was only a cut on her top lip. I was so afraid she had knocked one of her two teeth out or something else worse. Once I got her cleaned up I rubbed ice on her lip and she was doing just fine. She had a fat lip for a while but by the time she went to bed you couldn't tell anymore. I know it won't be the last time she hurts herself, but I did not like it at all! I felt like the worst mommy in the world, but Shane assured me I can't protect her from everything, and it won't be her last fat lip.

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Hey girl. So I checked your blog out! You are way better than me about blogging. I read blogs a lot more than I actually write! I will call you soon. Loved it!
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