Callie had her own little eye incident this week. And I tell you, if it's not one, it's the other. Sammy, as know, has had her week full of doctor appointments. And I suppose Callie wanted in on the action too. Yesterday, while running across our family room, Callie tripped over her feet and had a little collision with her eye and our metal futon frame. It was very loud, and I can assume very painful. She cried and I consoled. Sammy's black eye was just that, a black eye. But Callie cut her eyelid. The doctor wanted us to come in to make sure her actual eye was ok. It is. So, here's our little bruiser.
It's more puffed up and swollen than actually bruised.
Obviously the hurt eye hasn't hurt her smile any. What a grin!
4 comments:
what a tough little gal. i love that last picture! what a heart breaker. they sure do want to follow in the older sibling's footsteps. like when sam falls down on purpose in the same spot elliot has just fallen down in. i'm sure she'll catch onto that soon. it's so funny to watch.
It's a rough look to carry off but she does it swimmingly.
Even with a puffy eye she is adorable! Hope it gets better soon.
Oh, man! When it rains it pours! I'm sorry. There is nothing that makes me want to cry more than seeing a little one in pain (or the aftermath of the accident!) Hang in there.
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