Mystery

It's always disconcerting to see blood on your child's hand and face and have no idea where it came from.

Fifi came down stairs all smiles, but with blood smeared everywhere. I thought maybe she'd fallen earlier and burst her lip or something, but there was no sign of damage anywhere in her mouth. I checked her hands, her tummy, even my own hands and face, but found no trace of a cut.

Finally, a little later, I notice fresh blood on her forefinger. It was two perfectly parallel cuts, like a razor cut. I felt terrible, thinking I must've left my razor out, and she had found it. But I went upstairs to search the bathroom, and my razor was still up high on the shelf, with the cap on. No other razors were in sight. I only use one at a time, and Scott uses an electric razor. So basically I have no idea what she did to herself.

I remember when I was little, I'd take my mom's razor down from the shower shelf and play with it. I had no idea it was sharp. And then, after my bath, I'd discover little parallel, double-lined cuts all over me. I never knew where they came from. It took years to piece together that puzzle.

It now starts again with my progeny.