"So, how was her day?" I asked Shannon, one of the daycare ladies, as I picked Rachel up last night.
"I have some bad news," she replied.
I expected to hear that Rachel was very sick. Turns out that she was bitten by another baby. They were both crawling toward the same ball, and the other baby bit Rachel before grabbing it. Or something like that. It happens all the time, I was told, and at this age, it's not malicious. No skin was broken, and Rachel was less freaked out by the actual bite than of the daycare ladies trying to put ice on the wound. She didn't like that at all.
So, now she looks like she has a big hickie on her cheek. It looks like she's been in a fight, albeit a gentle one.
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