Sunday, April 06, 2014


Just another quick story before I jump back into the swing of things (because I finally finished that newsletter but I can't blog now because I'm tired and want to go to bed):

The kids took a bath together this evening and then Rachel cut her toenails because they were disgustingly long and now that it's barefoot/sandal weather they've been getting encrusted with dirt. She came out of the bathroom and showed me her feet.

"I cut part of my skin," she said, showing me where.

"It's fine," I said. "There's no blood."

Benjamin, however, did not think it was fine. He ran off to the bathroom as quickly as he could. I jumped up to follow him. He was on his way back out of the bathroom, carrying a box of bandaids, when I intercepted him.

He was quite upset when I took the box away from him. It took both me and Rachel together to calm him down and assure him that no bandaid was necessary.

He's such a sweet little man.

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