blood and tears

well it just wouldnt be a sunday without some blood and tears lately...

so liam decided in his recent trantrum phase to throw himself around the dining room. though amusing for about oh 20 seconds as i mimic every ridiculous motion and noise eminating from the tyrannical midget, it does rather rapidly get old. and then he hurls himself to the floor.

and bites through his bottom lip.

yup through.

blood. tears. wailing. more blood. gasping. throwing things. clinging to mom. screaming. yet. more. blood.

the only advantage to a large scale post tantrum freak out is that liam literally collasped into unconsciousness - on me. downside being i couldnt put him down without the blood. tears. and wailing repeating itself yet again.

i'm sure it will look worse in the morning so i'll post a photo tomorrow so when peter sues for custody he can show it as evidence i threw the diapered despot to the floor and remained covered in his blood for hours as if a warning (da da daaaa) against any repeat performance.