You only hurt the ones you love
Here's Betsy of Fluffy Windover's Diary with this week's Toddler Thursday:
This morning I am sporting a bruised, swollen upper lip. No, it’s not from a bar fight (though it might be fun to tell people that, since I’m 7 months pregnant). Rather, it’s from an incident… with my two-year old.
While I was helping Edwin get dressed, he head-butted me. I’m still not sure why he did it (I don’t even think he knows why he did it.) But let me tell you, it hurt. A LOT. First I was shocked (by the pain, and then by the realization that I am raising a violent sociopath). Then I burst into tears (I blame the pregnancy hormones.) Poor Edwin felt terrible and gave me kisses and said “Mom? Are you OK? Mom? I’m sorry! Mom? I give you a kiss!”
I don’t think I’ll press charges this time. He did seem remorseful, and once I composed myself I put him in time out. So now we can put this incident behind us… once my fat lip heals.
Have you ever been visibly injured by your toddler?








