Junk

I feel so badly about this, I don't know why I am even retelling this sad tale, but I thought of it today and I decided it was a memory after all so... (Craig accidentally pinched Rhyla while putting her into the car seat is what made me think of it.) When Vash was about four months old, he started eating solids. I know I said this before but I have to preface the New story. So anyway, that means he had to sit in a highchair. Well, I was a new mom and putting him into the highchair was still new to both of us, and I did something dumb. I had Vash safely buckled into his chair and I was trying to slide on the tray. It kept sticking. So I gave it a good shove and ticked it into place... a little too far into place. The tray has a bar on it that goes in between the baby's legs so they don't slide out if you don't buckle them in. Yeah... I accidentally pushed that right into Vash's baby boy parts. I can't believe I'm telling you this! Yes, I feel terrible! I junked my infant. But he only cried a little and Craig promises me he'll still be able to have kids one day.