Having three girls in the house, two of which difficult children, it is very difficult to know what to expect on a day to day baisis. One thing that I have always been able to expect, though, is that my easy child, the 3 year old, is going to be adventurous and "quietly mischevious". The problem with this is, I spend so much time focusing on the other two, who it is easy to tell when they are in trouble. Almost always, if they are quiet and you don't see them for a few minutes, you can just about bet they are doing something they shouldn't be. But the three year old, she is always quiet and prefers NOT to have people attending to her unless she needs something. So she wanted to do a craft project today, and I told her she could have crayons and glue, but NO SCISSORS. She was doing fine, sitting at the table, gluing pieces of paper together that she tore apart because I wouldn't let her cut. So, it was time for difficult child (13 year old) to be home from school and she was supposed to get difficult child (5 year old) off the bus when it got to her school, and I seen her walk up to the house with her daily collection of "groupies", but no little sister. I walked out on the porch and asked where her sister was, and she had forgotten to get her off the bus. So her boyfriend offered to run back over there and try to catch the bus, and I thanked him and headed back inside. Boy was it a mess when I went back into the house!!!! My 3 yeaar old had snuck upstairs (she's so QUICK) into difficult child (13 year old)'s room and stole her scissors and was trying to use them at the table, and cut her finger!! As soon as I opened the door I heard SCREAMING and went into my dining room to their craft table and found her sitting in a POOL of blood. Of course, I started freaking out and tried to get something to wrap her hand up, and I could not get it to stop bleeding. So what else do you do besides call your mother????? So she's getting ready to go on an Amais Walk for church and is already running late and can't leave. So instead of mom, I get daddy dearest to rush over to my house (they only live across the railroad tracks from us) and he helps me stop the bleeding, calm the screaming child, and clean up the mess. Once we determined that she didn't need stitches, I started to feel better, but then once she was calm, my dad asked his grand-daughter, who is no longer screaming, but still quietly whining with a few tears on her cheeks, if this was an accident, and she sniffles and looks down and says "no". And he says, okay, so why did you cut yourself with the scissors? She looks up at him, " I just wanted to know what would happen. I didn't know that I would make BLOOD come out!!! The PAPER DIDN"T BLEED when I cut it!!!!" Needless to say, I think it is about time to take another trip through my house and make sure that EVERY ROOM, including difficult child's bedroom is KIDPROOF!!!!