This morning, I was trying to figure out what I could do for Mia Monday to top Chris's post, and as it turned out I think I would have topped him except that they wouldn't let me keep the x-rays. She's fine, really fine, nothing broken other than my spirit, but I'm not ready to tell you about the stupid, horrible thing I did to my innocent, defenseless child because I think I need to cry about it for several more hours before I'm ready to talk about it. Or never. More likely never.
Anyway, go here for your dose of cuteness and maybe remind Chris that he promised he wouldn't go get Mia a new mommy even though I'm too dumb to do it.
Fucking hell people, there can't be much in life that's worse than hurting your kid.