Brigs cut his finger last night on a saw blade that Nathan had borrowed to cut some wood. It was put away but somehow Brigs found it and touched the blade. We didn’t really realize how deep it was right away but it’s too late for stitches. He seems to be doing much better today but hates the bandage and wants it off. He keeps walking up to me and holding his little hand up high in the air “Mommy ouch! Mommy finger!” then when I kiss it better he kisses it too and walks away happy.
I know it’s not an exciting story but I think it’s good to keep track of the kids individual injuries - seems like little boys are always getting into some trouble!