Saturday, February 4, 2012

The birthday equivalent to the Titanic

Let's just say she has a black eye, was woken up by a fire alarm, and got her leg stuck in her crib. 

We volunteered at Liam's kindergarten, she had fun there. She bounced in the pillows and wandered the halls (his school knows us and no one minds the baby wandering around.). We got home around 3:30 and she fell on her wastebasket and ended up with a red puffy eye, which is black today. She was super tired and went to bed around 6:30 so she missed Jerad....but then I was cooking  bacon around 8 and the smoke alarm went off and woke her up. Before I got her she began screaming bloody murder and we found her leg trapped and twisted in her crib.

We felt bad and let her open presents. Which means Liam opened presents while she played with a car. She did like her presents though, tried to eat her play cupcakes and drove her new Sesame Street cars around for a while. Jerad put her to bed, and then she woke up at 3:30am crying and cried until 4:30am. I sat with her on the couch for about an hour, gave her some Tylenol then laid her back down. 

So we're having a birthday do-over

























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