So, Sunday I was just relaxing watching conference - listening to an AMAZING talk from Pres. Monson. All of the sudden blood curling scream from Bell - she was upstairs in Bri's room! The day before, the foot on one of Bri's porcelain dolls had broke - unbeknown to me - the broken foot was still on the ground! I didn't look that sharp (after the cut) - but it sliced her foot open just like a razor blade!!
stitches later - and a MAJOR freak out - she's on her way again! Every time we take of her sock and she can see the bandage she bawls! If I'm changing the bandage - you'd think the world was coming to end! She is always telling us, "Ow!" Only she says it about the wrong foot?! I'll be SO glad when the stitches are out - and the drama is OVER!!