One Tough Cookie

On Friday we were cuddling in the guest room when, quick as a flash, Emilia rolled over, grabbed the lamp cord, and brought the lamp (fortunately a very light Ikea desk model) down on her forehead and nose. Two fat tears and two small whimpers later, she was completely over it. Two days later (and not a trace left), I still feel terrible.

You want so much to protect them, you get it mostly right most of the time, but it's not fail-safe, and it breaks your heart a little when things like this happen. I was just so grateful to see that beautiful smile return to her face...