Hannah had her first (and probably not her last) black eye this week. She fell trying to get something off the coffee table and hit her eye on the corner. She cried and cried and it broke my heart. I tried to stop the bleeding (surface scrape) and iced it right away which really helped. Hannah hates ice. She regularly hits her head and the icing process is miserable for both parties involved. Anyway, the eye never got really bad and has healed so fast. Interesting enough, after postponing our church directory photos, the eye never looked as bad in pictures as it did in person.
Last night we went to the downtown Christmas open house. Hannah got to sit on Santa’s lap but she wasn’t nearly as happy to see him this year. She stared up at his beard for a while and then started crying. Oh well, we did the obligatory.
|17 weeks yesterday! Hannah wanted to be in the belly picture this time.|