(We've instructed Jocey and Caylee that this is how we're giving kisses until the germies are out of our house. Only problem, Caylee wants to put her hand on your mouth after she's kissed it.)
Oh, I have a feeling that our first broken bone is going to come from the youngest Yates. Caylee has had some catastrophe happen to her each day. See that smudge next to the corner of her mouth in the picture? Yeah, that's not a smudge. That's a bruise. She took a plunge off of the kitchen chair the other morning. Yesterday, she got her pinky finger smashed in the door - I'm 99% sure it's not broken, even though it looked pretty mangled right after it happened. She is my climber. She saw a stack of boxes in the living room this morning, figured out that she couldn't get on top of them....without bringing a chair over to climb up on first. She's fallen out of her crib twice now, after learning how to climb up the side. Holy crap. She sure is making up for the lack of adventure when Jocey was her age.
So as of today, we are 0 days accident free. Looking forward to tomorrow.
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My second born is my daredevil climber. No fear...still. Good luck:)
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