Maggie's No Good, Very Bad Day

Dear Maggie,

Monday really wasn't so bad - at least until about 5 pm, when daddy turned on the vacuum.  

You've never minded the vacuum before.  You didn't even mind when daddy started to teach you what the vacuum does.  He took the hose of the vacuum and put it against your clothes.  At this point you weren't quite sure what to think of that.  The suction was something you'd never encountered before.  But when daddy went for your hand and you felt your little fingers being sucked into the tube, it was officially too much.  

It took us like 15 minutes to calm you down.  Daddy felt really bad and he never meant to scare you.  When you stopped crying we checked your hand to make sure it wasn't hurt, which it wasn't.  You didn't even flinch when we played with your little hand, so we know you weren't hurt.  But when that vacuum got turned back on you screamed and cried until well after we had finished cleaning the carpet.

Here you are before the vacuum turned on the second time.  Still so sad and a little traumatized.

This is less than a second after the vacuum was turned on again.

Boy were you mad at us.  That darn vacuum just ruined your day.  Luckily you fell asleep soon after the incident - but unfortunately you hadn't really forgotten when you woke up and it only got worse when your finger got pinched while daddy was trying to clip your finger nails.  Maggie, you have never in your life cried so hard for so long or so much in one day.  And even though you aren't going to remember the events of this day, one day, I'm sure, you'll get us back.  You even threatened Daddy with a knuckle sandwich.

We are so sorry that you had such a hard day.  We still love you though, and we promise not to turn the vacuum on for at least another week.