"Cole's in deep doo-doo," Dan reported.
"What did he do now?"
"As they were both waking up from their naps, I put Graham in Cole's crib with him and let them hang out together while I went and peed really quick in their bathroom. I was only gone for a few seconds when I heard Graham crying."
"Uh-oh. Why?"
"I went back and asked Cole what happened and he said 'I eat Gi-gi arm.' I looked and saw a big nasty bite on Graham's forearm. He even broke skin in one place. When Cole saw how upset Graham was, he started crying too. I had to give him a 'no-biting' talk."
When I got home from work, sure enough, there were three sets of Cole's teeth imprints up Graham's forearm, like a little snowman. The last one looked like it hurt -- with brusing and a scab.
Apparently, Graham is too sweet for his own good! What a trooper!
