Brute

John is always making fun of me saying that I'm a brute or like a bull in a China closet. He says that I have no control over my body, and today I realized just exactly what he was talking about! I was holding Koen and there was fly coming towards us and I swatted at it and busted Koen right in the eye with my thumb. My first thought was that I just poked his eye out. I didn't actually hit his eye, I hit right below it. It immediately started to swell up and it has a small cut from my finger nail. I felt awful because he was crying hysterically! John comes in there to see what in the world happened, then gets Koen and takes him to distract him from his pain. Then he starts making fun of me about being a brute and I can't hold the tears back any more. Every time I look at that poor child's eye even though it isn't as bad as it sounds, it makes me want to cry : (