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if there was any doubt that olivia was my daughter, it was put to rest today. she got her first (eight) stitches this morning.

while adjusting her blankets on the couch, she lost her balance and... SMACK! forehead into the coffee table. mommy was awakened to daddy yelling from downstairs that we were taking a family trip to the emergency room. fortunately, there wasn't a whole lot of blood, so we took the longer trip to children's hospital... well worth it. they were great, and the stitches were well done (as you can see below).

olivia handled it like a champ. we had some tears, but that wasn't unexpected. i think most of it was fear of the unknown... but that's better than being an old pro, right!?! anyway, any trauma was soon cooled by an orange popsicle, a stuffed duck (karen wally... named after the doctors that took care of her), and a couple of stickers.

at the end of it all, we came out okay. olivia's in good spirits, and she told me, "i'm never going to do THAT again." mommy and daddy are quite tired, and eve... well, i'm not sure she has a clue that anything actually happened other than a fun trip to something called a hospital.