Charlie's first booboo

Yesterday, during breakfast, Damian noticed that Charlie had a nasty bruise on his arm. We all panicked and all immediately felt guilty, wondering whether we had nipped him somehow. It looked more like a friction burn than a bruise and I thought maybe I had "burned" him when I took off his onesie in a rush. I started thinking that Child Protective Service would have a heyday with the drunken toddler and the bruised and battered newborn and just when I was about to start packing their bags for their stay in foster care, Damian solved the mystery...Charlie wasn't bruised or burned...he gave himself a hicky! While I was burping him, he rested his face on his arm and sucked away, creating a really dark hicky. It's faded quite a bit already, so imagine it about twice as dark as it appears in these pictures...