We had a pretty good day at church today. During the sacrament Princess V told me about Jesus. Here is what she told me -
Jesus loves me. I love Him. He died for us. He got nails in Him. They put a sign up. There were mean people. He lived again. He's alive. He loves me.
I was so impressed with her. I could tell she really listens to her lessons.
Princess C had a bit more of a rough day. I guess a bunch of the kids got on a table in nursery. The leaders got them down, but Chloe got back up. She lost her footing and fell, possibly hitting a chair on the way down. She wouldn't calm down so they took her Daddy. She seemed to be doing pretty fine, at home. But a little after dinner, she started almost just whimpering about her nose, and asking for kisses. I was feeding Princess R, so I had Daddy take a look. Her nose was now bruised and starting to swell. Poor girl. I am really thankful we have a PA in the family. Mark called his brother, who told us things to look for if there was a concussion, and assured us she would be fine. I hope we don't take too much advantage of his knowledge, but it really is nice to have him. Thanks Uncle T. for allowing us to call with our concerns and questions.
Princess V and C are now hanging out with a blanket and pillows watching a little cartoon before bed.