It's our lot in life.

As many of you remember just a couple of weeks ago my blog about Bryndee's black eye.  Oh . . .

So today we were playing on the couch and ottoman.  I threw pillow at Bryndee, which knocked her over onto the couch.  Wouldn't you know that if there was four-ish inches of couch NOT covered by a pillow, that's the four inches that Bryndee's face would ricochet off?  Of course, right?  It's not pretty enough to take a picture of YET, but you can bet that later this week or the beginning of next week, I'll be posting pictures of Bryndee's 2nd black eye.  Sherri (my sister) was here and witnessed the event.  She laughed so hard that I thought she may leave a wet spot on my couch.  Not so, she contained herself.  But she did tell Bryndee how much the blue on her face was going to compliment her eye color.  Nice.  Thanks.

An oh-so-wise queen ant once said "It's our lot in life.  It's not a lot, but it's our life."  And so it is, friends.  And so it is :)