About a week and a half before Grace's baptism, I got a phone call at work that Grace fell on the playground. They even said she wouldn't sit still for ice, because she wanted to keep playing. When I got there, she seemed fine and was still playing outside. She didn't look so bad, I'd seem her look worse. The side of her nose looked pretty raw, and she had a scratch on her nose, but all in all, no big deal. Then I saw her little face the next morning.
It looks better in this picture then I remember. I took her to the grocery that weekend and she was being a little wild, and I didn't notice "the looks" until the 3rd or 4th time I corrected her. I just bet they all thought I(the horrible mother) was beating the sweet girl in the pink flower dress.
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