Midnight Faceplant

Last night shortly after 12 I woke to the sound of Micah crying from a location not on the bed.  He must have woken, started looking for Bunny Bear, found BB on the floor and then reached to grab him and fallen out of bed and onto his face.  Hugs, kisses, Bunny Bear placed in his arms, back in bed.

I didn't know the extent of the damage until I went off to the bathroom turned on the light and saw my t-shirt covered in blood.  Back in the bedroom, now with the light on, Micah looked like a baby vampire after a late night snack and it was a little bit of a challenge to find where the blood was coming from - I was worried about a through-and-through bite on the lip or something that would mean our 2010 trip to the ER was underway.  It was a bloody nose, and had stopped bleeding already.  He was incensed that I wanted to wash his face and examine his mouth, teeth and nose, but fell back to sleep pretty quickly.

The nights I try to got to bed early and get at good night's sleep just never seem to work out.

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Still semi-fervently praying for snow in quantities large enough to close the office on Saturday, and starting after I get to the grocery store (with all the other snow-panicked hordes) to pick up milk and a few other things.

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The little madame is dressed for her performance.  She's chosen last year's golden dragon costume and will be holding her new blue costume in reserve for the fundraiser next week.  Smart kid.  Unfortunately she wants to wear the blue silk shoes that go with the new outfit with today's ensemble.  I will resist cringing.  We're off to the Princeton Senior Center for the first dress rehearsal of YingHua's LNY show. . . .