Not only did I have to start in a new room this week at daycare (which has been traumatizing! I don't like Ms. Jeana. I want Ms. Tavga!), but a new boy (a drop-in), bit me. On my face! Mommy didn't know about it until she came to pick me up and boy was she mad when she saw how bad it was. No one called her, can you believe it!? I was fine by the time mommy saw me, but I still wanted a bandaide and medicine. Then after daddy took a picture and sent it to Granddaddy, that's all I wanted to do - show my boo-boo to Granddaddy!