My lip, may be busted, but you should see the other guy!Tuesday, I went to Miss Kathy's while mom attended a workshop. We were having so much fun outside running around, I forgot to watch where I was running and busted my lip open on the stair. I'm just like my dad... a picker. I've already picked my scab off. Mom was grossed out when I handed it to her!
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Poor thing! It must run in the family- Bria has an identical one from running face first into the kitchen table.
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