When Will I Learn??

Okay, so here's the story - Kat sat with me while I uploaded the video in the next post. She had me play it for her like 15 times! Then she ran out and said she was going to watch Hello Kitty. I believed her. First Mistake. I spent a total of 5 minutes, not 6, not 7, writing the little ditty to go with the video. I finished, set my laptop aside, and then heard Kitty crying softly. That's only happened a few times and it means that she's really scared. So I got in Mommy-save-my-child mode (Second Mistake) and called upstairs to her, "It's okay, Sweetie, Mommy's coming..." in my most reassuring we'll-get-through-this voice. From the bottom of the stairs I see blood all down her leg and it looked like it was coming from her side, bleeding through her shirt. I hurried to her all the while saying, "It's alright Kitty, Mommy's here." When I finally make it up the stairs and am standing in front of her I, using my Wise-Mother-of-Three eyes, come to my senses and see that it is not blood, but paint! I can't believe I was fooled! It was the soft, quiet, plea for help that sucked me in. I asked her where she got the paint and she said, "May May's room." I replied, "Show me." Then she said, "Me not in big trouble." No she was not (Third Mistake?), but only because I was so relieved that she was not bleeding to death! May's room was not too damaged; I'm still wondering if I'll find "blood" somewhere else. Here's a picture of painted Kat.