So of course, last night she fell flat on her face. Naturally.
You see everytime school pictures roll around, Layla always, always, ALWAYS has a bruise or a cut on her face. It is what it is. I was impressed that she didn't have one, as of yesterday afternoon.
Well, she took care of that promptly after arriving at a lil impromptu pizza party for one of my friends last night. Splashing her feet in the water, and then skipping out happily proved to be a bad move. Layla's face, meet the pavement. Hello!
She busted her lip. Luckily, the teeth were still intact. Scraped her nose and a lil part of her forehead. It could have been much worse.
This is what she looked like this morning before I dropped her off.
Not too shabby. Now let's see what the pictures look like.
Me, on the other hand. I am no better. I have a crick in my neck.
Can't look left. Can't look right. Can't look up. Can't look down. Niiiiice. Massage appointment at 3:30. I wish my 1st massage could have been a more relaxing experience...buy HEY! I'll take it anyway.
And here's to a crick-free tomorrow. *fingers crossed*