
Last Sunday, Abby came up to me with a disturbed look on her face. It took me a moment to look past her big, baby blues and notice the unsettling bump developing on her forehead. Jonah had thrown a dinosaur at her with the express directions to watch out (obviously his attempt to warn her was not sufficient). She is doing much better now; her forehead has a greenish tint with a small scab is all. We're all grateful that she didn't require a brain scan and that she and Jonah continued to get along--at least for a little while.