...we're not beating our kids.
Check out owies #3 and #4 for the week: a scratch on her forehead, which I have no idea how she got, and a black eye from falling off the couch and then jumping up again only to smack her eye on the coffee table on her way up. Sheesh! Shannon, the woman who used to watch Maren, said that in the spring her kids walk into walls cause they grow so much this time of year. Maybe? Or, maybe she's just an adorable little klutz.
I wish I had taken a picture today of my outing with Megan to the mall, where I made the mistake of buying Maren chocolate milk...which she subsequently poured down her shirt. Megan said it looked like dried blood. DRIED BLOOD?! Yeah, next to the black eye and the bruised forehead, she was quite a sight.
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