My favorite first Christmas photo of Reese. She kept one of the ornaments out to play with year round. I guess she just wanted to keep a little piece of Christmas with her.
Poor little nose. This happened around the 15th of December. She was playing with a mirror that Dad and I had forgotten to mount and it fell when she began to bang on it and broke over a hamper that was luckily behind her. Had that hamper not been there the mirror may have broken on her head and could have been much, much worse. The mirror was about 7 1/2' tall x 2 1/2' wide. So the fact that she got this small of cut was a miracle. I was in the shower at the time and all I heard was a crash and Brian screaming, "Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!" Then he runs in as I am getting out of the shower to see what happened and hands her to me with blood streaming down her face. Instantly I began to shake. We rushed to the hospital, me holding Reese in the back seat with a cloth over her nose to stop the bleeding and Brian driving a little crazily. Once there, a nurse came in with a cottonball soaked in anesthetic and taped it to Reese's nose. Almost immediately she quit crying. I guess she just did not like me putting pressure on her nose. As she lay there not knowing what awaited her, she began to coo at us and looked around pointing at things. When the Doctor came in to do the stitches I had to hold her down. That was not easy. I cried through the whole thing. A nurse held her head. I held her arms, and Brian held her legs. Poor little girl. She ended up with three stitches. The first night home Reese popped the middle stitch. A few days later she popped another. It is now January 16th and the scar has faded quite nicely. You almost can't see it unless you get real close.
Opening presents on Christmas morning. We had practiced ripping paper on some old magazines so she would be ready for the big day and perform well. She had a lot of fun ripping open her presents.
Ripping in action.
No. That is not me in the background. This is just one of the many faces Reese likes to pull when we break out the camera.
This is an after shot of her nose. SEE! You almost can't tell she ever was cut. Hopefully it will continue to face nicely. Also - she just decided about two weeks ago that she liked having a pacifier again. She only used it until three months and then quit. It is much easier to put her to sleep with this wonderful invention. She and Jaxson and just taken a bath and I put them in the crib as I cleaned up and found clothes for them.
Last news: Reese is now completely weened. The last day I fed her was four days ago. It has been a little tough, both Reese and I really liked nursing, but we are getting ready to go to Hawaii in March (Brians parents are taking all the married kids and grandkids are staying with the other grandparents) and I wanted Reese to be used to a bottle.
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