This morning we awoke to a horrific, bloody mess. Lucy had woken up and come out of her room but instead of her usual visit to our room she took a trip to the bathroom- to grab a pair of thinning shears which unbeknown to me were in the drawer- and then into Jude's room to snip the side of his finger. Mike ran in when we heard Jude scream and there was blood every where. I didn't even know what happened until we bandaged him and I looked upstairs and saw the scissors. I cuddled Jude extra hard today, poor baby. At least Lucy feels bad, I just don't know what possessed her to hurt her brother like that, she is usually so good with him.
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