Poor, poor Lexie. On Saturday I was in my bedroom putting the laundry away. I had the door to my bedroom closet open and the sloppy mother that I am left my yoga mat laying sprawled out. Lexie was running from her Dad playing and tripped on my mat and face planted onto the end of the open door. I saw her head snap back and I was actually scared for a couple of seconds until she started crying. The next day she had a major black eye and some bruises. I think I will put my yoga mat some place else from now on.
The home stretch
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