It’s my fault. I admit it. But, I haven’t had a bloody nose for quite some time (I think I was maybe 10 the last time I had one). Tonight I got a mom version of a bloody nose.

Molly and I were rough-housing…just goofing off on the couch. It’s her newest thing, she likes to hit me…and so to keep her from getting smacking me in the face (NO is very ineffective), she gets tackled to the couch and tickled. It keeps her from jumping on me, and we both get a good giggle out of it…and it has the wonderful effect of tiring her out.

Well, in the course of playing I learned a valuable lesson…

Molly’s fingers are the perfect size to go right up my nose.

Yup…it hurt, and scratched/damaged the inside. It was bleeding pretty good, and I was in pain for about 30 minutes…I’m still rather uncomfortable about 90 minutes later.

Needless to say, I’ll be much more careful next time we’re roughhousing.