OK, I have to tell you all this, but may cry thinking about it again.
Last night I was cutting Pie's finger nails...always a fun activity...and on the last nail, the very last nail, she jerked and I...I....cut her finger instead. There was a moment of absolute silence. We were both so stunned. Then her little mouth opened and no sound came out. Then the shrieking. I thought I was going to die.
Her little thumb was bleeding and I had caused it. Bad mommy. She spent the rest of the night holding her thumb inside her little, chunky fist. She was protecting it. I'm not sure it's possible for me to feel any worse.
She seemed to have forgiven me this morning, but just barely....
I can't end on that though, so here's another shot of the chunk in her bikini, hat and float having an awesome time at the pool.