My Girl
As I type this Emma is running back and forth across the guest bed beside me flailing her arms saying, "mommy, I dance!" Yesterday when we were cleaning her new purple room to get it ready for her furniture (today, praise the Lord) she was running in circles on the wood floor and fell right on her face. She came up screaming and covered in blood. Her teeth had cut her lip pretty deeply so I took her to the doctors. I was so scared she would need stiches. Thankfully he said she was OK and I was able to bring her home. She's been gorging herself on popsicles ever since. I am so thankful that she was OK. The doctor told me over the phone that if she needed stiches we would have to go to the emergency room because they didn't have the restraints needed for two year olds. That word "restraints" is a scary one. I'm hoping for a much less exciting day today, but with such an active little girl you never know.
posted by Liz @ 11:44 AM
2 Comments:
yay liz! I didn't know you had a blog! fun!
did you get the email I sent you?
she is definitely your girl! ;)
Sorry I haven't returned your call, I'll try to today.
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