There Will Be Blood

I found one of my law textbooks in Abbie's room. It was my Civil Procedure book, one of the ten-pound tomes that are ruining my back. One of the kids swiped it, carried it through the house, realized there are far more interesting objects in the house, and dropped it in her room. Ian, who may be the one who swiped it, stubbed his toe on the pages and bled on it. So now my Civil Procedure textbook is tainted with my children's blood. If I had any creativity left I could probably write an anguished poem about that.