Today she earned her first bruise. I don't know what she fell on but she started crying very loudly and wanted to be held closely. I didn't notice the bruise on her cheek until we went through the car wash later. Why do I feel guilty? Because I was clear across the apartment and in another room when it happened.
Posting has been a challenge as the girl is so curious and wants to help. But the one item I am a "mean" mom about is the oven. Today I gave her a very loud NO! when she started fiddling with the knob on the range. Poor girl. She looked as if to say, "How strange. She just touched it a second ago."
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