Sometimes The Evening Takes A Turn.

I'm not kidding, my oldest child just complained to me because the neighbors tv is still on. He was demanding to know if I was down here 'watching t.v.' this was said as if it was evil and I along with it if I were to think of wasting away in front of the tube tonight.
Now I just want to watch t.v! a quiet revenge against my little tyrant is so sweet!!!

G decided to test my parental calm tonight by rocking my sweet little 'I know my kids' bubble. I will elaborate...I believe every parent (or many) seem to have an internal gauge of some kind when we feel and/or instinctively know we can stop putting small objects though the toilet paper roll center to know if they are chocking hazards when we no longer need light socket covers etc...etc...we have reached and surpassed many of the milestones though we have many yet to come. Anyways...this evening after a fantastic visit with family and friends the boys and I returned and were navigating bedtime with showers (giant poos as G so nicely describe part of his evening activities to me) as well as putting the freshly cleaned sheets back on the boys beds. That was precisely what I was doing when I heard a hair raising scream from my bathroom. what I found was my four year old standing in the shower blood on his face and a hand on his neck and chin and a pink leg razor at his feet. Horror and fear shot trough me. it is moments like this I thank god for that scary CPR lady that made us repeat first on the scene techniques till they were ingrained on our psyche because if nothing else they help me appear calm in the eyes on my children when danger of one kind or another befall them. I was relieved, no blessed to find the injury was nothing more than two straight scratches along his chin and a deep seeded desire to never be an old, old man with hair on his chin so he will have to have Daddy teach him to shave. That one may require some future therapy.
So tonight I sit chastising myself for negligence when prepping legs and racing out to the pool, re-evaluating our childproofing and very grateful for G's safety.