You Know It’s a Bad Day When….
….this is what you find during your son’s “naptime”. Yes, that is blood. Everywhere. It was also in the exact shape of his pacifier. He thought it was hilarious. I did NOT find is so hilarious. I can clearly recall hearing him talking on the monitor, “Mommy, wipe my nose. Mommy, wipe my fingers.” I knew that was not a good sign of things to come. Little did I know that he had dripped blood all over himself and his crib.
Good lord. Is it the weekend yet? Seriously?





