With his little thumb still red and tender from yesterday’s slicing (he grabbed my razor while bathing with Noah), Evan took a nose dive onto a large toy this morning and now sports a 4-star shiner. Since we spent our day at this, I felt like I should walk around with “bad mom” written on my shirt, but I opted to wear a STAR shirt instead. Amy decided to join me in the bad club. She fed Evan a sequin this afternoon. No, I’m not going to recycle it.