I'm beginning to think Brooke is a bit of a klutz.
A couple of days ago she stepped on a piece of wood at her friend's house (she is forever walking around barefoot, like her mother). The father of her friend cleaned Brooke's foot and told us that it bled a lot and was going to be fine. Grandma Lopez put some Neosporin on the cut and covered the area with a band-aid. In the middle of the night, Brooke woke up crying and her foot was a little swollen and tender. Jeff left work early and took her to the doctor. After examination, she was told to keep it wrapped, was given local antibiotics, and told that the wood that was left in her foot would work itself out eventually or it could be dug out (since Brooke is a daddy's girl, Jeff was fine with this and did not want Brooke to have any more pain than necessary... If I was there, the doctor would have dug the wood out right then and there - mean Mommy). She's been so funny with her foot all wrapped up for two days hopping around.
This morning Brooke had Kindergarten testing. Somehow in the ten minutes she was out of our sight, she managed to cut the ankle on her other foot and was bleeding before we got her back to Grandma's. Her nose has also has a raw spot on it (where that came from is any one's guess). She looks a little messy most of the time. Poor kid - takes after her mom too much.
On a brighter note, this weekend finals are due for Jeff and me after which I will start my last two classes before finishing. Jeff will be done in early Spring next year.
Did I mention Jeff is excited for football to start? He's watching it intently as I type. Fall could not get here soon enough for him. The Angels were a good filler from basketball ended until football started, but I know what he cares about most. I'm sure he'll still have fun at the Angels' game tomorrow night. Kara & Brooke have already put in their orders for food at the game - a hot dog at every stadium we go to - ask them which stadium has the best hot dogs, they know.
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