Swelling Down... Color In

Well we've always had a good nickname for Paige: Raiger. Morgan has always been Morgan but now we may have to call her "bruiser" or maybe "shiner" would be better. I still don't exactly know what happened other than she said she was getting under her bed and hit her eye {really her browline} on her wooden bed rail. When she got up from her nap yesterday she said, "Well it's all better!" What a great little attitude she has but I imagine it will be the better part of a week before it's really all better. We did have our opthamologist friend take a look... he said, "she's fine!" The swelling has gone down, the color has come in. It just doesn't look too fine... unless you're the fightin' kind.

My sweet girl. You can imagine how people reacted at church this morning. A pretty little girl with a big purple eye. She got plenty of attention. Although at age 4 she wasn't too impressed with it. I remember faking sprained ankles/wrists so I could wrap myself up in an ace bandage.... I'm thinking you don't get too excited about "injuries" until you're 7 or 8.

I hope you all are enjoying the Lord's Day. I'm looking at Justin who is sprawled out on the sofa and completely out... I may just have to take a nap myself!