Baby's first scar

Not quite one for the baby album


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Jonah had a fall from his sled Sunday morning (curse the allure of a fresh snowfall!). We were super fortunate though, the cut ends right at the edge of the pink part of his lip and the doctor said if any of the pink had been affected he'd have needed sutures, because it was just the skin they were able to glue it shut. He was a total trooper, barely cried at all (though he fought the doctor - took 3 people to hold him still long enough to get the glue on there. That's my fighter!)

Last night Katie came home from daycare with a tummy ache, we didn't think much about it figuring she was hungry. Within an hour she was writhing on the couch, crying in pain. When she threw up all over the livingroom C bundled her up and took her to the clinic. After a ridiculously long wait (even though she vomitted all over the waiting room which resulted in her being ushered into a private waiting room quickly) the doctor diagnosed her with a urinary tract infection. Poor little Princess, I've had those before and they're mighty painful.

So - these things always happen in 3's right? James' turn? Heaven forbid...