Monday, July 24, 2006

Tooth and bruise

Amy has another wiggly tooth! My baby gets bigger every day. This time, it got wiggly by itself, no kicks in the teeth to help it along.

Meanwhile I had a stupid accident. I was carrying two large rubbish bags of laundry from the car to the house (after visiting the laundromat to get three days of laundry dry) when I tripped. The bags messed up my balance, and I fell, hitting my knee and whacking my left arm into the porch's corner post. I managed to meet with two angles of it somehow, and ended up with a right-angle bruise, that, typically for me, blew up out of all proportion, despite being iced.

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