you got your first battle scar yesterday.

when i turned my head at target and then heard a loud thump, as you hit the ground, it was probably the most scared i've felt in your life so far.

you are a wiggle worm, and a little houdini, and you manage to work your way out of the safety belts on the shopping carts, so you can try to escape through the leg holes, or stand up backwards... so we had kinda given up on the safety belts anyway. i just put you in the big basket part this time, figuring it was as safe or safer than the top part. i had no idea you could climb out of that, until you did.

the nurse at your doctor's office said that it sounded like everything was okay, when i told her about it on the phone. you were behaving normally, your soft spot wasn't bulging, etc., so she said to just make sure you're not drowsier than normal or hard to wake up, and that you aren't vomiting or having seizures. none of those things have happened, and you seem totally fine, except for the horrible mark on your head.

your little eyelid is swollen, and i think you're going to have a black eye. the red mark is actually a carpet burn, since there was carpet on the floor.

we're going to have to watch you like a hawk, that is for sure. you're too much like i was when i was a baby.

sam has been praying for you a lot. he keeps saying, "poor elisabeth. her eye is down!" and he told you this morning, "you sure are cute, baby, but your eye sure is down!"

i'm sorry i didn't keep you from hurting yourself, my sweet little girl, but i thank God that you are okay.

love, mom