Saturday, May 17, 2008


I was enjoying a nap on the couch, Ethan was catching up on pre-recorded shows, Logan was playing with an old camera we don't use anymore. Suddenly Ethan rushes him into the kitchen because his finger was dripping with blood. We don't know how it happened, but I guess the camera sliced his finger somehow.
Little kid fingers bleed forever. That doesn't go so well in our house. I started feeling a little sick while Ethan was holding a paper towel on it so I left the room. I came back and had to take over because it still wouldn't stop bleeding and Ethan needed to lie down. And Logan? just chillin' on the counter, he never even cried. What a bunch of wuss parents he has!

(Yes that is a band aid on his finger. This is one of the rare times where I'll use one. Yuck.)


The Fantasias said...

Poor kid... or should I say, poor parents. :o) Kids always bleed forever, little punks. And I am totally with you on the band-aid thing - they're so gross, but sometimes so necessary. I truly don't know if we even have any right now. I guess we'd better all be careful.