Following in the footsteps of our friends the Molloy’s (http://www.eliselmolloy.blogspot.com/) , Isabelle also had a nasty fall however, it was not a sound that could be heard around the world but instead a sound that could just be heard at Grandmama’s house.
It was April 15th, Tax Day and two "Grandmama Wednesday watch days" ago (yes this post is a little late) and as her and Isabelle were having their last few minutes of play time outside before coming back to the office for the hand off, Isabelle’s feet got going a little faster then she could handle and SMACK….down she went. Now Grandmama said there wasn’t a blood curdling scream but there were definitely crocodile tears. She took a look at Isabelle and saw no bumps or scrapes, wiped her hands off and got her ready to go. When I came downstairs at the office to get her I asked my Mom what had happened to Isabelle's nose? It looked like she had on a pair of sunglasses and someone hit her in the face. She told me about the fall but didn't see anything accept for dirty hands. I said that it looked like she broke her fall with her face! At least Isabelle was in good spirits, squawking away and getting into everything...you know, her normal self. But for precautionary measures, I gave her some Tylenol when we got home and right before she went to bed.
When Michael saw her the following morning he was sure it was broken and that she would get a black eye or two but when he touched and moved her nose, she didn't mind. As the days went by she luckily never got a black eye and the bruise faded to yellow and then was gone.
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