"We are young, heartache to heartache we stand, no promises, no demands, love is a battlefield" ~ Pat Benatar
How do you know you're the world's best mom?
When you have been too lazy to fully childproof your bathroom and your toddler grabs an eye pencil sharpener from your drawer, proceeds to slice his finger on it, and then bleeds all over the house. All over several of his toys. All over the cream carpet. And you realize how long he was bleeding while you were on the computer, as throughout the day you discover more blood stains. Serious award-winning mom stuff right there.
I thought about taking pictures of the bloody toys, but I don't want to frighten people off. I must cling desperately to my 20 followers. Although it would be kind of apropos for this time of year. Toddler Frightfest 2010! Blood-smeared dumptrucks! Blood-stained stacking cups!
The best part about it all is that Q kept running over to where I was sitting, grabbing my hand, and bringing me over to show me the toys. All the while doing this strange laugh and saying, "No, no, no." He's a mischievous, little imp, that one. He also hates wearing a band-aid.