Addison, your Aunt likes to call you Be-Be (like bee-bee gun). She loves you allot.

Your mother accidentally cut one of your fingernails too close while you were sleeping. She drew blood.

You started whimpering a little in your sleep. Your mother felt awful. All night.

But when you woke up you stuffed your fingers in your mouth as usual and apparently didn’t notice at all. You were your usually smiling, beautiful self.

Here’s a funny article about a dad cutting his be-be’s fingernails. Here’s part of the article.

Yes, I managed to cut too far down on her index finger and the result was that Josie let out a yelp and Erin let out a yelp and a tiny rind of actual blood appeared on the rim of her fingernail, which made me feel like I should probably cut off one of my own fingers, just to even things up.

A brief excerpt of the ensuing discourse:
Josie: WAHWAHWAH
Me: Oooops!
Erin: She’s bleeding!
Josie: WAHWAHWAHWAH
Me: She’s not bleeding.
Erin: What the hell is that?
Me: Huh.
Josie: WAHWAHWAH