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A Bite, Scratch, and Marinara Sauce

Yesterday was eventful, in more ways than one.  It was so eventful that this blog will be full of large photos so you can see the detail.  

I picked up Bug from day care to find out from the school director that a new student had bit Bug on the back.  (THE KID DID WHAT?!?!  I know, I thought it too.)  I was thinking it wouldn't be too bad.  Then I saw it.  It was pretty deep.

Of course I had to put on her tube top dress so everyone could not only see the bite, but also her yummy neck, arms, and back.  It's no wonder this kid wanted to bite her.  She's so yummy!  But hey, I'm her mom.  I get to do that.  I earned that right.  I gave birth to her.
Apparently she didn't even flinch.  Perhaps she's used to being bitten?  (You know you're all guilty of it.) :P

This is the note they sent her home with...
Did I tell you that Bug has been following McKayla around?  A LOT.  She doesn't so much chase after her, as she does play "follow the leader" with her.  (McKayla is the leader.)  Well, yesterday McKayla had had enough.  She started throwing her paws in the air from a distance and in shock, Bug got scared and started to cry.  Then, ten minutes later, I saw that McKayla had grazed her forehead and actually scratched her!!!  I know, I know...Parental FAIL.
 The only solution, of course, was to eat and roll around on the floor.
 Does anyone else get excited by her armpits?  I know I do!
 Oh yeah...sexy legs.
Maybe she'll stop following McKayla around now.  Eh...one can only hope.
 
Uncle Kris came by again to give Mommy some relief and he brought pizza!  Uncle Kris gave Bug a bath and allowed Mommy some time to make baby food and clean the kitchen (including the floor!).  It's a sad, sad day for Mommy when she looks forward to scrubbing the kitchen floor.  :/
 You see that red stuff in her ear?  That's marinara sauce from the pizza dough she was teething on.  Yeah, she had some.  And to think...I thought it was blood.  Ha!
 We're pretty lucky that Uncle Kris comes by after work.  He brings food, plays with Ella, and let's Mommy eat dinner before 9pm!  And he even keeps her company!  Not that I don't like having conversations with Bug, but sometimes it's nice to understand the person I'm speaking to. :)

Remember this swing from when Bug was little?  The one she hated?  Turns out, she might not hate it, but she is definitely unsure about it.  Big girl in a little swing.
 We're so busy that we don't have time to change the light bulbs! 
 This is my happy baby this morning.  She is too cute and smiles on cue!
Happy weekend, folks!

God Bless,
Kat


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