we started out our day in an awful way. you were up at 440 (which you have seemed to do occasionally)...your dad fed you and back to sleep you went (thank goodness) till i heard you talking to yourself at 610. i was ready for work and went in to go get you. you were standing there holding on to your crib and you saw me when i opened the door and the smile and excitement was all over your face. you began to jump around and have these cute little convulsions until.... pop. you smacked your face. i looked at you with your oh so cute sad face, and picked you up immediately to comfort you before you started crying. together, hugging, we walked into the bathroom to see daddy and let him kiss you and it was then that he notice a small amount of blood on the corner of your mouth. you then lifted your face off my shoulder and WHAMO.... your entire cheek was covered in blood and a pool of blood on my shoulder. whatever you cut (which at this time approx 15 hours late we still don't know) produced an amazing amount of blood. your first blood loss. (we aren't counting when they pricked your heel in the hospital for blood) so now, today...you are sporting a terrific fat lip. (that i can't help but want to smother with kisses)
on a brighter note... you did get (your first) valentine's today from robyn (your babysitter), beau, grace, and hannah (the kids at daycare). how fun is that?
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