"She's Beauty and She's Grace"

Tom teases me by singing those lyrics (from Miss Congeniality) every time I trip or fall down...which seems to be A LOT. Not that he's being mean by the way. We just find it funny how I sometimes even manage to trip over air.

So Thursday's incident was probably not too surprising other than the fact that I had to get stitches (my first, by the way). Sorry to disappoint, no paint cans or flying food...good guesses by the way. :) It was just the boring old corner of this:


I was leaning down to pick something up and BAM!!! It's not even that sharp of a corner. The funny thing was that I didn't even think much of my head at first because I was busy checking my teeth. The impact made me bite hard and weird and I honestly thought that maybe I chipped one. I finished feeling my teeth then realized, "oh, my head hurts." So I put my hand on it and felt the blood gushing out. It really only bled bad for a few minutes then slowed down quite a bit. I didn't think it needed stitches, but after talking to Tom and a couple friends I decided it was probably just best to go get it checked out at the urgent care up the street. I'm glad I did. Sorry for the graphic picture by the way. It really does look much better in person unless maybe you have a magnifying glass on my head. :)

As far as our paint colors, here's a little shot of the green in the kitchen. I'll take full pictures of everything once we have everything done and back in place.
I really like how it looks up against our cabinets. We used to have an ugly minty green everywhere that I pretty much hated right from the start. It just took me 3 years to re-do!!! I suck at the figuring out what color part so our good friends the Donohues came over and helped us pick exact colors and just where we should put them. I love how they've painted their house so I was excited for their opinion. So in the connecting room, we're doing a light tan color along with a chocolatey brown. We still have super crappy furniture, but I think the paint will help doll the room up in the meantime.


And what a difference a couple days have made as far as Claire's sleep goes. Last night, we laid her down at 6:45 and she fell asleep immediately without a peep, then I didn't hear from her until 5 when she was hungry. That was about the length she was going before Hawaii except then it was still taking 45 minutes of crying at the beginning. The 4 hour time difference seemed to really throw her off. It just took me a while to gain the courage to let her cry it out again and now with the extra obstacle of being unswaddled. She was starting to squirm her arms out too often so we decided it was time to give it up. It's amazing how quick they can learn once you decide to really toughen up. We're still working on the napping. She's falling asleep on her own completely now, but not sleeping for very long stretches. Argh! Oh, and Debbie, yes, I LOVE white noise. I'm kind of obsessive about it actually.