For anyone who really knows Morgan, it is clear why I named her "Queen Klutz". She is so klutzy she is the Queen, not the Princess. A brief summary of her accidents this week will explain.
Monday: Fell down a few of the basement steps when I sent her to open the dryer door before running errands.
Monday: Turned around to head to the playroom to get her baby doll and hit her head on the corner of the cupboard.
Monday: Doing something with dad and slipped and hit her eye on the wall. Daddy is unsure if the bruise that has appeared next to her eyebrow was from the cupboard or the wall.
Tuesday: Followed me down to the basement and on the way back upstairs she lost her balance. Although I caught her and kept her from falling, she bit her upper lip. I did not realize this until we got upstairs and she came to me with a bloody mouth. Sore lip made it difficult to eat.
Wednesday: After taking Shelby to school, I was opening the back gate of the van to get some things out we had bought a few days earlier. She walked around the corner just in time to run the other side of her head into the edge of the gate. That left a small bruise on her forehead.
We are only half way through the week and I didn't even take the time to type all the little things that happen to her in a days time. Most of the time it is pretty comical because it is border line ridiculous. We are approaching the one year anniversary of her first visit to the ER when she fell backwards and landed on her back and head on my parents hardwood stairs. And just shy of 5 months for the second ER trip for the staples in the head. Heaven only knows of what is yet to come in the life of Queen Klutz! I guess it wouldn't hurt to start praying daily for physical safety, in reality from herself.