Hurt

She finally drew blood. Last night Little E was destroying T's train setup. This wasn't sitting well with him and he was trying to collect enough pieces to move forward with it. In his haste he didn't notice his little sister pick up a fairly heavy train and, from no more than 2 feet away, throw it with all her might and that thing got him square in the top of the head. He started screaming, I swear I saw her smile, and so the discipline started. I took her to her room and sat her in her crib while her brother ran to his mom. We got his Little Miss Helpful (thanks Loeffler's!!) and he started to feel better.

It wasn't until later that night when he and I were going out to get the mail that I noticed that he had some jelly like substance in his hair. I thought it was from his Little Miss Helpful cold pack, because we keep that in the fridge to maintain it's coolness, but it turned out to be a pretty nasty cut on his head. After the tub it is fine, and there are no issues to worry about, but man, didn't expect her to be the first to draw blood. Never saw that one coming.