This morning, Jake woke me at his usual time of 5:45. I groggily (is that even a word?) protested until 6:15 when we went into the living room to play. After a few minutes of playing he pulled himself up on the coffee table, grabbed a book, and fell to his bottom. The corner of the book barely caught his eye, and he didn't even cry, but after just a few seconds his eyelid turned black and blue. I tried to get a picture, but it wasn't easy.
What we did for Christmas this year.
11 years ago
1 comment:
OUCHIE!!! Hope it's looking better.
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