It happens eventually to all the kids, but I was surprised to pick up my little one with a black eye from kindergarten. No, she wasn’t in a fight, but she did take a big plastic tube to the face. Thankfully no stitches were needed today. I was on concussion-watch, though.

Saturday, when we walked a couple miles into town and applied for her very own library card, Ella chose a book called “Soup Day. While lying around this afternoon, resting with an icepack on her head, she was taken by sudden inspiration to “Make Soup, like in the book!!”

Why would I ever refuse that bruised-up sweet face?? We hopped in the car and drive to out local grocer to pick up the ingredients she listed.

Upon our return, Ella insisted on doing everything possible herself, from slicing and washing, and seasoning the vegetables, to cooking noodles and dishing up soup. She made dinner for all of us, and she feels better inside and out.