On Friday I was doing a combination of the above......when I heard a big thud and a scream coming from the living room.........Ouch!
From what I can gather Hope was trying to stand on the chair to turn the volume up or down, and she fell forward and hit her head on the TV armoire.
My good friend and neighbor was a good sport and took Ava with her to the eye doctor (Thank you Delahne!) while I took Hope to go get stitched up. I made the mistake of saying the word 'stitches' in front of her and she became hysterical. I pulled the doctor aside and told him to do what he needed to do, but I advised him that if he could somehow let her think she wasn't getting stitches, that it would go much better for him, for me, and for everybody else.
So the nice doctor came in and announced that there was no need for stitches, only a couple of "bow-ties" were necessary. Like a perfect angel she laid on the table and allowed the doctor to tie the necessary bow-ties.
Don't bow-ties look adorable on her?
And have I ever mentioned how much I love these big brown eyes???