it ain't all sunshine and roses!

it's so easy when you blog your life to skim past the hard/grotty/embarrassing parts of it. which is partially why i started blogging, to help me focus on the wonderfully good things that happen and not just focus on the gross stuff...but sometimes it helps to look back and laugh on those things too...and move the heck on!

like yesterday, while Lars was bathing the girls he noticed a (still) bright pink mark on Indies shoulder...a perfectly formed bite mark....you could count the teeth! ouch!
when Indie was asked who/what/where/when...he was told Honor/bite me/here/yesterday on purpose...whoa yesterday? and the mark is still looking pretty fresh? must have been an almighty chomp!

but yesterday? where was i? this was new to me....gah! mum-guilt time. surely i should be aware if one of my youngin's trying to eat the other?

especially when said biter looks like butter wouldn't melt... (obviously we all know different...)

so now i am on shark patrol... i felt like the worst, most unconnected mother last night...my poor Indie suffering for days not having told anyone...i have a carnivore for a daughter...and so on.
today the scars have faded (literally and metaphorically) and it's just one of those things.

nom nom nom.