You'd think her leg was broken...

from the screams that followed Hannah's fall on the pavement. What payback I am getting! I saw the fall, and it was a good one. However, it did not merit the unending drama that Hannah gave it. She claimed not to be able to walk and cried on and off for a good 45 minutes. Then we revisited the sorrow throughout the day, most likely whenever she remembered her "battle wound." Here she is in the baby seat that plays soothing music after we cleaned it up and put a band aid on it. Then she decided an ice pack would help. What a mess!

How pitiful is that?!

Here they are later on at lunch time eating on the patio. We had a lovely stress free day yesterday which was nice. Plus the weather was excellent (for pregnant women anyways.) It finally cooled off just a bit, but my little Princess and the pea, Hannah, thought it was cold "when the trees moved" and needed a light jacket. (Side note: We call her the Princess and the pea since the slightest discomfort causes a huge deal with her. Like how she cries if her shirt is wrinkled up in the back when she is in her car seat or how the fan blowing her hair causes her to have "a bad sleep.")

I think Genna looks like my sister in this picture.