It must be summertime because this weekend Elle got her first stubbed toe. Which brought back a million memories of bopping up and down the sidewalk wearing flip flops and stubbing my own toe many, many times. I still think that might be the worst feeling ever, even after having my appendix removed, being burnt by a firecracker and giving birth.
She also got a splinter in her hand. Wade got it out this morning and she didn't even cry. And skinned her knee again, this is turning into a weekly injury, just when one starts to heal, the other one gets banged up.
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