Olivia Lately...

Things that put fear in the pit of my stomach #21 - getting a phone call from Olivia's school.  I always pick it up holding my breath.  Sure enough, some kid attacked Olivia and scratched her beneath her eye.  The incident involved some water cup that kinda sorta makes sense.  This is not her first rodeo, so to speak, and I didn't burst into tears at the sight of my injured baby.  It is school policy that they cannot tell me who the offender is, but I knew.  He is a cute kid that I have known since the infant class days.  I decided not to beat him up.  

It never even occurred to me to ask Olivia what happened.  I mean, she is two years and two months old.  She has opinions, sure, but I didn't think she can retell events.  Fast forward 48 hours, bath time.  We were playing a "who is your friend in school" game where I randomly name little kids in her class and ask her whether they are friends.  When I said the name of the attacker, her little face tensed up, she immediately pointed to her injured eye, and said in no uncertain terms "[insert name] no nice. [insert name] hurt my eye".  It was heartbreaking!  Her little face scrunched up and she was so sad!  I had to hug her and reassure her it was an accident!  Moral of the story - little kids know!  

Olivia before the injury, sporting gold shoes! 

We are both getting over second bout of viral illness in 2017.  We both have some minor snotty noses left but nothing to keep us up at night.  Her daddy escaped unscathed... again.  I'm actually grateful, nothing worse than a man cold. 

Getting ready to make major life changes.  I wonder if Olivia will notice as boxes pile up and her toys get put away.  Must not underestimate the baby!