No, that just makes the story better and helps me confirm the facts.
It all started after dinner. Spaghetti and chocolate pudding.
Thoughts did circulate through my head when I handed them the silverware. Little voices normally whispering began screaming warnings of mess and disorder. but like most of the voices in my head and the ones not in my head I ignored them.
I am almost certain that he didn't get any in his mouth.
What happened next is why I feel these photos can and will help me when entered in as evidence.
J took the older 3 to the gym and left me to clean up the mess. After all it was I who ignored the voices (one of which may have been hers)
I bathed both boys and put them in jammies and headed to the laundry room downstairs to quickly wash the clothing that was also destroyed during our dinnertime fiasco.
While in the laundry room, I heard Nathan scream. It was a hurt scream. The scream that tells me that his brother probably bonked him on the head with something or possibly grabbed half of his face while trying to take his binky away from him. I was seconds from being done and after finishing headed upstairs. Nathan was sitting at the top of the stairs. He points to where he's been hurt now. He pointed to his head and cried "ow" I headed up the stairs saying something comforting I'm sure...when around the corner appeared his brother Ryan brandishing a huge 12' serrated edge knife. I believe it was at this time that my heart dropped through my body and landed on the floor. I don't really remember how many stairs I missed getting to the top. I grabbed it out of his hands and threw it in the sink and then ran back to Nathan to find out where exactly his brother had hit him. Sure enough. Right on top of his old noggin was the slightly bloody line. I tried to pull it apart...it was just a superficial wound. It didn't even bleed very much. but wooo was that scary.
So on that day Dec 29th at approx 7:30 pm, Ryan tried to scalp Nathan.
Note : the knife was left out from cutting the bread for dinner and was set a little too close to the edge of the counter. Lucky for us this was a lesson with a good ending.
Wishing you all a HAPPY NEW YEAR !
