Rowan while looking at her eyes in the mirror: "I have dark eyes daddy? Do I have black eyes?"
Berit took a bike spill on the open space trail and road-rashed her right cheek up pretty good. That was no fun. Then an hour later, Griffin impales his face on the corner of the kids' table in the dining room. Ouch.
Rowan is looking peculiarly unscathed these days.
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