Magical … and not so magical
Aren’t forts magical? There is just something so fun about being all snuggled in the cave to play, read books, play with flashlights, watch a movie, eat snacks … all day long. This is the best fort ever. Here’s Max, Truman, Liza, Emalie, and Lily. Fun times!
in the not-so-magical-department … Liza has a big black eye. Yesterday she was in the swing with Hannah and Abe watching her. She leaned over while swinging and whapped her eye on the swingset board. She cried. I cried. It made my heart so very sad. Jimmy was sad. Abe was crying. Oh – what a night! I don’t know that you can see the goose egg and bruise on her eyebrow bone and the bruise on her cheek bone, but it’s purple. Poor Liza. She was up from 11:30 p.m. to 3 a.m. I was so worried about her. But after some meds and a priesthood blessing, she finally calmed down and slept the rest of the night. sigh…
Poor baby! Always sad when they have an accident. Aiden stood up on his chair (after being scolded repeatedly not to…sad day) and flipped around before I could get to him (amazing how fast they are) and I watched in horror as he went crashing to the ground. Had a bloody broken nose and it has never been the same :( Makes me sad everytime I see his nose. Luckily it looks as though she’ll recover from hers without any permanent damage so that is a big yay!