Matching Wounds

While in Idaho, Emma decided to try being Super Woman. I stopped her from jumping from the bunk bed to her little toddler bed several times before she caught me with my back turned. When I heard the awful crash, I didn't even dare turn around. I knew exactly what she had done. Luckily, she made it out with just a goose egg on her forehead, a black eye and a couple of strawberries on her chin.

This is such a cute picture of her with Carli. No picture I took captured her wound very well. You'll have to take my word for it.

Not to be outdone, Isaiah decided to hurt himself a couple of days later. He was mopping my kitchen floor when the mop got caught in the banister and he tripped over it down my 3 little stairs hitting his head on the wooden edge. Poor kid. His goose egg was twice as large as Emma's and now a week later, is still visible. I hope it will go away soon! His bonk was higher on his head, so he avoided the black eyes.