The lights at the DC Temple. One of our favorite holiday traditions.
Hazel decided to make it a little bit more memorable this year...
Not quite sure exactly what happened, all I know is Seth was helping me get Averett and the stroller to the top of the steps when Hazel started screaming (weeping, wailing and gnashing of recently-chipped teeth style). We turned around to see Aunt Joanie doing her best to comfort her and blood.
Lots of blood.
We rushed her into the Visitors Center bathroom (family-style) and went to work calming (me), cleaning (Seth) and crying (Hazel). Apparently in all of her running-dancing-hopping glory she had managed to trip and unfortunately caught herself with her front teeth on the concrete steps.
Ouch.
Eventually I was able to bring her screaming down to a whimper and Seth somehow cleaned up her coat (a miracle, really, it was covered in blood) and we were able to rejoin the family for a little walk around the grounds.
(Hazel was a little sensitive and Grandpa took good care of her. Marianna & Aunt Joanie hitching a ride. Ryan & Libbi frrrreezing. Averett taking Lila for a spin)
(Marianna knows her Dad is #1. Hazel & Grandma checking out the nativity. Byron & Miles. This just made me laugh, every time we get a picture of the two of us, we are out of focus, e.v.e.r.y time. Here's to another!)
All in all, it was a really nice night. Complete with a trip to Cafe Rio. Ah, delish.
Hazel's damage: big ol' fat lip, hamburger-ish cut inside her lip, two chipped teeth and a little wounded pride.
Not to worry, after a good night's sleep she was back to her dancing-running-hopping self.
(the pictures never do justice)
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