Sooooo, while I was on the phone with Grandma Vicki a couple of days ago Jansen decided he'd hit me in the face with his book. I told him no and he giggled, grabbed the ribbon closure for said book and whipped it at my head. The corner of the book caught me right center of the forehead (that is not a zit, it is the resulting cut). I took the book away from him, told my mother what had just happened, reached up to put a tiny bit of pressure on the throbbing (that sucker really hurt), and pulled my hand away with the fingers full of blood! Ack! It looks like a tiny nick (which in reality it IS), but it bled and hurt quite a bit. I was so very shocked! I put a bandaid over it and all was well, except that even now a couple of days later the stinking thing still feels like a fresh bruise. Jansen gave me a kiss after I came back with the bandaid on my head, but I really hope that I get better at anticipating these things or I may end up a permanent bruise from head to toe soon!
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