The klutz gene reigns supreme.

Poor Kylee Anne continues to confirm that she has indeed inherited my klutziness! Today, after we left Ms. Lewis' (Ryan's speech pathologist), we went for lunch at Wendy's. It was pretty empty because it was nearly 1:00 by the time we were done at the school. So anyway, Kylee Anne walked right into the railing corner. She was walking forward while looking sideways and WHAM! right into that rail. You can imagine there was a lot of drama and a lot of us being the center of attention. Poor baby, she has a big blue knot on her head. The manager gave us a bag of ice (which she of course refused to put on her "ouchie") and almost all of the employees had to come over to check out the screaming little girl. Now, having worked as a general liability claims adjuster for a while, I did recognize the managers concern that I might in some way try to blame this on the evil misplaced Wendy's rail. Nope, just plain old klutziness.

Kylee Anne is fine. Just a new bump and a new bruise to match the others.