My poor Leah can't get a break. I guess that's what happens when you are accident prone. I was in my closet at the time attempting to unpack something and she came in red in the face crying and my first instinct was what did Evan do? I couldn't understand her because she was so hysterical. About 6 hours later she told me what happened. She was trying to jump onto a bar stool but missed and wacked her face on the counter. Crazy kid.
This is what she looked like this morning:
I told her to tell people, if they ask, she got into an awesome fight. She said no, the Bully Fairy gave it to me.
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