When It Rains, It Pours

Sophie's eyes are doing much better today...a little puffy and red, but on the mend. Her cold has taken a little turn for the worse, but it's still just congestion and a cough--treatable by over-the-counter cold medicine (which must now be bought with proof of ID at the pharmacy counter just in case we are really covering for a meth lab that uses tiny drops of infant medicine!). But...yesterday Sophie took a little bit of a tumble while at the playground, and although it's rather superficial, she looks like she was in a bar fight or a car accident! This poor little girl needs the weekend to come more than her mommy and daddy do!

On a funnier note, last weekend it was cool enough one day to wear long-sleeved shirts, so I put her in her new shirt that Grandma Ethel bought her on their last visit. I had to run to the bank, only 5 minutes away, so I packed Sophie up in her carseat, and by the time we returned she had done this (and I'm still not sure how, considering she was strapped in at the time!):