Today I licked my finger and wiped some dirt off Becca’s face.
The transformation into my parents is now complete.
Update 2006-10-10: Several days ago, I told her to be careful running with a pen in her hand, noting that she could easily poke an eye out. Hopelessly lost in parenthood.
March 31st, 2009 at 9:17 pm
After leaving you a birthday message, I decided to check out your blog again. Nice entries!
I had to comment on this one in particular. My husband is a second year medical resident in pediatrics, and has decided the way to sway our kids away from bad things is to scare the living heck out of them. One day he came home with close up photographs of a boy about 5 years old who was running with a pencil and yes– it ended up in his eye. I could barely look at the graphic photos myself. Next up will be pictures of carcinogenic lungs and skin cancer gone awry. Yay!
April 1st, 2009 at 8:06 am
@Katie: That photo is a good bit of ammunition for the parenting arsenal. Can you share it?