Xandri experienced slamming her finger int he door for the first time this week. On Wednesday, only one day after her piano lesson, Xan managed to catch her THUMB in the door of her dad's car after school. I came home to a blotchy-faced lady, curled on the couch, ice-packed, Dora-watching, and quite exhausted from prolonged crying.
Having slammed my own fingers in my share of doors, I am well aware of the pain of catching a finger in the door. I grew up in the time of steel cars that outweigh small whales. The car we owned when I was a kid was a green station wagon instead of a white Toyota.
Asa, on the other hand, has had a bloody nose and woken up several times with a bloody nose several times this week. His dad often takes photos and leaves them on the camera to make me laugh... here's this week's offering:
You would be correct to assume that's a band-aid under his nose... which was removed (I was assured) under his photo-shoot. Rolling my eyes here (after a quick giggle).
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