Livy was walking along our toy chest, slipped, and hit her lip on the edge of the chest. Once we decided that she didn't need stitches and the mess was all cleaned up this is what we were left with: one fat lip.
This is how it looked the next day.
And at the end there is a video of her saying "Mommy" broken record style. This is how it sounds when she needs something. And she doesn't stop saying it until you figure it out. Pretty funny.
Life is so good.
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