In this last picture, it was probably the last time that Juliet was smiling that night. :-( She decided she wanted to sleep inside so I sent her into Peter. 15 or so minutes later I could hear her crying and assumed she just wasn't ready for bed. Then Peter came to the window and asked me to come in. He was holding her and as I was walking back into the house I could see something dark running down her face. She had tripped on her way into the brush her teeth in our bathroom and clipped her eyebrow on the corner of a nightstand. The bleeding stopped and she was able to sleep (Peter and I didn't though). But by Sunday morning it had started bleeding again so I took her to minor emergency where she ended up with 5 stitches. She was a trooper (I was directed by the Dr to rest afterward to let the blood rush back to my head. Whew!).
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