... and being cute at the playground.
And shortly after this, Elliott slipped on something and gashed her forehead open. Mommy was not there (I was selfishly shopping for groceries) so Daddy had to walk home with both girls, one of whom was bleeding and inconsolable. It was very sad. She is okay now and sporting a variety of Sesame Street character band-aids. I took her back to that playground this morning and asked where she fell. She told me, "I not gonna do that any, any more."
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Awww, poor thing! And poor Dad, I'm sure! ;)
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