So last week Kloey gave me a nice shiner. I can almost take the blame, however. Almost. Every time I sit on the floor in Kloey’s room it’s either to get her dressed or change her diaper. And every time this happens she runs to her wall, gets her gears revved up, and hauls buns in my direction and jumps into my arms. I catcher her and bench press her up into the air (hey, she’s 32 pounds, that is impressive!). So last weekend I was sitting on her bedroom floor getting jammies and a diaper lined up to change her. She obviously didn’t wait for me to look up before she started the hauling buns part! Right as I looked up to catcher her she was already in the air jumping for me to catch her. I didn’t catch her. Initially, I asked Scotty if he thought I would get a black eye because it would be cool to have a shiner. Wrong! I am a week later and I still have a nice black eye that people sometimes stare at, ask about, or try so hard to ignore while they are taking to me. I’ve had this nice accessory for long enough that I forget it’s even there to explain away. That’s the whole story. Kloey did it, I swear!! 😉

Here is a timeline of each day since the morning after it happened! Each day is after make-up, which I obviously don’t wear a lot of!