On second thought, I am passing my field hockey nickname on to my daughter. This kid gets injured so often! When we went to preschool for meet the teacher day, she fell down in Luke's classroom onto the corner of a wooden toybox. She got a small but deep cut just to the side of her eye, on her cheekbone.
It oozed and oozed until that night, when we finally bought a butterfly bandage to keep it closed. This picture is from a couple of days later, after the black eye got nice and colorful! Now we are trying to convince her to take the band aid off. . .she likes her battle scar.
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