Ooops, I did it again...

Stacia went with me yesterday to pick the kids up from the home daycare they are in 3 days a week. Here is a story from Stacia's perspective:

Daycare Lady: Hi, Julie. We had a little accident.
(Rylie is laying on daycare lady's chest with a baggie of ice on her forehead. Rylie sits up and Mount Everest is revealed on her forehead.)

Julie:What happened?

Daycare Lady: Well, she was sitting on the couch (aka rocking chair) and Tristan was sitting on the other end and she fell off. It just happened.
Translation: Blah, blah, blah. I was hoping if I put ice on it, it would go down enough where I wouldn't have to tell you that I wasn't watching her and she fell of the rocking chair, face first onto my hardwood floors. I mean, I know I watch about 8 kids at a time, so your 2 kids at the end of the day should be no problem. But I just get tired and want to take a quick nappy-poo. I figured Tristan had everything under control with Rylie on his lap in the rocking chair couch.

Julie: (no response). Tristan, say goodbye.

So, it's good that Julie and Jay had already researched another daycare provider that won't feel like she's getting a workout just lifting up the kids. Needless to say, they won't be going back to daycare lady #1. We'll see about daycare lady #2

Update: So you Grandparents don't freak out when you see this picture... Rylie is alright, we put more ice on last night and we have plenty of hats! :)