on Monday. I was downstairs, the kids were upstairs, I heard Luke screaming and went up and saw this. 
It reminded me of this. Avery at exactly the same age fell and hit her face on the corner of the coffee table. Good heavens she's cute.
It also reminded me a little of this. Ok I wasn't exactly the same age, I was fourteen. Brienne Burkinshaw hit me with her shoulder and almost broke my nose, this was the souvenir. We were practicing a lift at a dance competition when it happened. There was blood everywhere and I had to sit out the competition. It made me look tough for 4.3 seconds in my life. On a side note, Roger likes to say I looked sickly skinny in this picture. For the record, I've never been sickly skinny, I was 5'8" already and weighed about 145 lbs. I've always been an ogre, but thanks for the thought Rog.
4 comments:
Wow, must run in the family! But they are still cute with the bruises!
Well, at least you know that sort of thing is normal!
And I am terribly offended by the use of the term "ogre". That's my SIL you're talking about! Watch your mouth!
You really do have adorable kids--even when black and blue. And you do look really skinny in that photo!
Ohhh... how sad! Those little puppy dog eyes make it that much worse. I don't remember you getting hurt at a dance competition. Bummer!
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