This weekend flew by. Kirsten got her first skinned knee on Saturday. She fell on the sidewalk up at Uncle Phil and Aunt Dawn's. It's really nothing, but she's milking it, even today. It was so minor that I just cleaned it off and put some antibiotic ointment on it. But a few hours later she was still carrying on. So Aunt Dawn put a bandaid on it, and that seemed to calm her down a bit.

What's really funny, though, is what happened last night. She was doing well all afternoon, not limping or complaining. But when I called her to take a bath, she started whining about not wanting to get her 'boo boo' wet and she limped all the way to the bathroom. It started all over again! She's so cute.