Izzie loves to play outside, especially at night when she can watch the cars go by. We played in the front yard for about 20 minutes on Monday night, and she had a blast. She pushed her stroller, crawled on the grass, and crawled up the front porch steps for the first time. At one point during a sprint across the yard, I saw her flinch for a moment, but she resumed her crawling at lightning speed. It was only after we began eating supper did Greg realize that she had been bitten by a horse fly. Holy Moly.... those hurt, and she didn't even cry.
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