March 29, 2008

Blood Letting

Lil C decided she’d wake me up this morning by stealing my nose. Mr. BBM does this to her frequently. It’s their little game and it works quite well when the two of them pretend to take each others noses and then put them back. It didn’t work quite as well with me.

Instead of grabbing my nose, Lil C stuck her finger so far up my nose that she scratched my brain and caused what can only be described as a gushing hemorrhage.

I have never had a nosebleed in my life. For a brief instant I grabbed my nose in pain and then I felt it, the hot gush that was filling up my hand, as I made my way to the bathroom. I guess that’s one way to wake up on a Saturday morning. I think Lil C got far more than she bargained for when she tried to grab Mama’s nose.

I also have a gash on my neck from Lil C’s daggerish fingernails. There are some days she’ll let me trim them and some days that she just won’t. Earlier this week, she grabbed my neck on one of the "won’t" days, dug her nails in and twisted. I dripped blood for a few minutes before it finally stopped. My two-year old is seriously kicking my butt these days.

Somebody put her in a ring. I think we’ve got the next UFC champion in the house.