H decided today to go through the bin in my bedroom and shave his legs. Needless to say, I found out when he came down stairs and told me that he was bleeding but didn't know how it had happened! After moving the blood I could see it was a straight line and came out and asked him if he had tried to shave his legs, YES was the answer, and so had A, although she didn't cut herself!
I swear, there is never a dull moment in my house, and I am so glad that there isn't, I think life would be too boring if there wasn't any dull moments.
Two plasters and H was happy to go back to bed and not touch the razor again! Obvioulsy he doesn't remember when he was 3 and decided to copy his male nanny and cut his lips open, it looked like someone had been killed in my white bathroom!