Today I let my baby girl play in her room. I had made sure it was totally childproof. I went to the restroom to primp for the morning. It had gotten quiet real quick. So i raced into her room and it was no big deal. She had found her play food and was teething away. All happy mind you. I looked at her and smiled and then i lost it. There on her hand was what looked like a big peice of her palm scraped off. It was red. It looked like blood what happened to my baby tearssss. So i scooped her up telling her i was never leaving her alone ever again. We went into the bathroom to wash her hand ointment and bandaid it. And when the water hit the spot the red sticker rolled off like toiletpaper.. My baby wasn't hurt at all. It ended up being a piece of sticker off of her playfood. She is fine. So I laughed while she was still smiling at me because I was carrying her around and then well we went back to playing and primping and all's well that ends well. I love my baby! I may overreact over a lot of things. But I gotta just smile and thank God that we made it through those times of woah.
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