Ellie got her first injury while we were in Florida (I'm still working on that post, but it should be up soon). Being the wonderful attentive mother that I am, I left her on the dresser while I went to get a comb and some elastics to do her hair (I should have known better). I heard a thump and a scream, and there was Ellie lying on the floor with her mouth full of blood. She had jumped off the dresser, hit her chin, and bitten her tongue. It was awful and looked awful, but she was more than happy to stick out her tongue at everyone when they asked to see it.
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good girl open wide you are going to love the taste, don't forget to swallow no spitting it out
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