The other day while washing my hands, I glanced into the mirror and noticed large brownish-reddish streaks across my forehead. “Why am I bleeding from the head? How did I not notice head trauma?” I thought. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be fingerpaint.
Phew. Close call!
Teresa, mother of 2
Motherhood and Martial Arts 
We mothers can get so busy it’s hard to know where one thing starts and the other one finishes. But I hope I’ll recognize head trauma when it happens to me. Then again, I might be too late for that…
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Oh dear. It is hard to stay on our toes. Of course, if we have head trama, we probably won’t be standing on our toes. Let that be your first indication. 😉
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You just never know.
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It’s true. She got lucky. This time.
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How could she be so calm if she really thought she had head trauma? She must be exhausted.
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She has two small children, so I would think exhaustion would be a given. 😉
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Feeling streched – the subject of my latest post. Are we all in this boat?
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Very likely.
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True to parenting, I only seem to notice when the kids are bleeding…never myself – whether paint, ketchup or real blood! Cute story!
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That means you have your priorities straight! Thank you for stopping by and commenting, SSM!
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This has happened to me so many times, either where I think I’m injured in some way or my kids are. Just yesterday I thought my kid had a black eye but it turned out to be paint. Go figure.
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I think the lesson here is that we should just stop letting our kids play with paint. It’s just too dangerous for us parents. 😉
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The dangers of paint! My sister would likely add the woes of Play-Doh. 😉 She seemed less than thrilled years ago when I bought some for my young niece. My niece, on the other hand, loved all those colorful, creative, and cleaning-intensive play things. 🙂
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Ugh! Play-Doh. It seems the messier the activity, the greater enjoyment the children get!
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