A short one

Just a quick Lizzy story...we were at my mom & dad's house today. Lizzy thought it would be hilarious to run away from Jody (who was trying to change her diaper) and into my mom's "Christmas Room"-my parents love Christmas and decided to create a year-round room completely devoted to Christmas. I was upstairs, hear Lizzy giggling then thump, crash, "SARAH"...I came running to see Jody flipping Lizzy over who was face down on the rug and Jody sighing at the sight of no blood and a very small mark on her forehead. Why was he sighing you ask? Because just above Lizzy was a glass cabinet door she had just slammed her forehead into broken into a thousand pieces! Luckily Lizzy wasn't hurt at all, the only casualty was the glass door :-( As I have gotten older I've realized that I would have been in so much trouble if it was me who broke the door, but when it's the grandkids it's a totally different story!!! Needless to say we've had a few "accidents" (as Emma calls them)at my parents house lately....I wonder when they are going to start charging an entrance fee?