Goose Egg

Elizabeth had some major triumphs and tragedies today.

First off, she mysteriously fell this morning. Noone saw her fall. Noone can figure out what would have CAUSED her to fall. It was all very mysterious. Our best guess is that she was screwing around, slid off of the rug she was standing on and lost her balance. She conked herself one good.
At first we did not notice...she was crying, but seemed fine. But then I pulled her hair out of her eyes and saw the giant throbbing red goose egg on her forehead. Right side, near the hairline. It was swelled up like a superball.

Luckily for me, she was anti-nap today, so I didn't have to worry about keeping her awake, lest she lapse into an irreversible coma, etc., etc.
She did later pass out on the floor during "Madagascar" which may be one of the most boring and incoherent movies ever made.

But, before she passed out, she passed a poopy...into the toilet!!!
Yee haw! Yahoo! Huzzah!
The train toward toilet training has left the station! Whoo whoo! All aboard!

So yeah, hits and misses and head injuries and successful shits. My day is complete!