While I was out last night, Rory took her second bath of the day (after pooping her pants for the second time that day). She yelled for Ryan to come in, and he told her to wait a minute and then went in.

The first thing he saw was two bright red index fingers, as my razor fell into her reach and Rory ran her fingers over the blade.

"Look, Daddy! It's red!"

I guess we'd never seen blood before. The worst injury she's had is a scraped knee, which is red, but not bloody.

She's VERY proud of her two Band-Aids today.