I'm back. And damaged.
I'm almost 100% positive Anna Faith broke my nose Friday evening.
The reason for my hypothesis:
1) It cracked really loud.
2) It bled.
3) Three days later, it still hurts.
Chris and Anna were playing peek-a-boo while I, the innocent bystander, was comfortable in bed.
Before I knew it, her noggin landed on my nose with the force of a stampeding elephant.
The wuss that I am, I started crying like a baby.
Chris couldn't figure out what was wrong with me.
He quickly discovered the problem and has heard me complain ever since.
Anna Faith - 1. Momma - 0.
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