Well, kind of! It had to happen at some point. Mommy was home with us and I was trying to get to the coffee table but it she was moving it as I went for it, so I missed it with my hands but got it with my right eye! I cried, but Mommy thought I had just hit it with my head, and didn't notice the bruise until we were at lunch with Kim. And she got worried later when I was napping and it had swollen. Daddy came in the door, and I overheard them talking about calling the doctor. They decided not to, and just kept an eye on it.
