Our Little Knothead...Literally

Well, if you ever wonder what wrestlemania between Charlie and Wylie results in...here is your answer! Our first large and noticeable war wound from wrestlemania occurred today! Although a great time was had by all, the lingering result is Wylie's lovely goose egg. We have talked it over and here is her side of the story and thoughts on things!

Well, all I know is I was minding my own business. Just walking in circles around the coffee table as usual, working on my figure when low and behold a pillow got in the way. Now I stopped and tried to ever so daintly to go over this pillow but who comes up behind me, doing his super fast "I got my eye on you!" crawl, thinking the best place for wrestlemania is between the couch and the coffee table... you guessed it. My dear ol' Brother Bear! Next thing you know, me and the coffee table have our first face to face encounter! For the record, this DID NOT feel good!

After much thinking and a good nap, I have decided, a girl must learn to work it! What do you think? Am I working it?! Personally, I really feel like my smile is the focus of this picture- who even notices my "blemish"!

So, when daddy got home and saw this I learned another quick lesson. Milk it for all it is worth! What better place to milk my wound than to sit in daddy's chair. You can't get cozy in front of a TV feeling wounded without a blanket so mom added that in for the total effect before shouting for dad! Who knew Entertainment Tonight was such a good show!?

Now, I know I couldn't be any cuter in my daddy's chair so I just knew it would be okay with him for me to overtake his throne and designate it as mine! He says I may be his little "Wylie Bop" but the chair is his! Bet I win though!

So, I suppose Wednesday's aren't called "Hump Day" for nothing. I will be walking around with a nice ol' hump on my head for a while!