I don't know how it happened, but I really wish I'd been there to see it. Saturday morning, as Ryan and I were getting ready to go run errands, Kallie was running around from room to room trying to find something interesting, (interesting meaning that she's not supposed to), get into. Then I heard it. A muffled cry growing in volume the closer she got. Now, you have to understand that our apartment is not very big--so she wasn't even crying very loud in the first place. But, judging from the blood oozing from her bottom lip, I felt like her cries weren't doing the injury justice. Turns out she bit her lip on the inside AND on the bottom edge of the outside, too. The inside cuts are healing up very well--but the outside one still looks awful. There's a thick blackish scab on it and her lip is still a little bruised and swollen. Today, she told me that she fell into my nightstand drawers and that's how it happened. But, like I said, I wish I'd been there to see first-hand what actually caused such a ruckus on Saturday morning.
Isaac’s first football game of the year.
1 year ago












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