Remember back on Melody’s birthday how she fell on the floor and smacked her mouth and had a fat lip/bloody mouth? Happy birthday, right?
Tonight Melody was sitting on Mom’s lap and when trying to get up, head butted Mom right in the mouth.
No blood, but a fat lip for a little bit and a sore tooth.
This girl can hold a grudge. Ouch!
Notes from the Melody Maker 
Think of the fantastic story you can come up with rather than the dull truth…
I always saw evil in her eyes. You’d better ship her to Knoxville, I’ll take the burden of raising her.