Bonk!

Last week Cindy called me at work on maybe Tuesday or Wednesday - Mallory had only been there a couple of days. My heart dropped, of course, and in a split second a hundred frightening scenarios went through my head - was one of the kids sick? Hurt? Nope, it just turned out that she was feeding Liam some peanut butter toast for snack and Mallory seemed interested - could she have some, too?

So I didn't instantly panic when Cindy called yesterday right after lunch, though as it turns out, this time I should have. Mallory took a tumble right into a corner of Cindy's coffee table after lunch. This looks bad enough (and the picture doesn't do justice to how swollen it is; Mal's head is severely lopsided!), but Cindy assures me it was much more horrific before she put the ice pack on - in her words - "navy blue".

Good thing the birthday party (and associated portraits) are behind us!!)

Cindy kept Mallory up from her nap for a couple of hours to watch her, but all seems well. Pretty unsightly though!

And, here's some love to the L-man, who hasn't been a topic of conversation that much as of late. He was such a good boy this weekend. I was a bit worried about how he would react to the party being for Mallory, and her having something new to wear, and everything being pink for her, and the presents for her, but... he was so good and kind and understanding. I'm so proud of him.