"So Frequently we mistakenly believe that our children need more things, when in reality their silent pleadings are simply for more of our time."
***President Thomas S. Monson (Ensign May 1994)

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

One Smashed Finger = No Fingernail

About 2 weeks ago, Noah was running around outside, tripped and fell down. He put his hands out to break his fall and one finger hit a rock. I'm not sure how just the one finger got smashed into the rock, but it did. He had a blood blister under his fingernail. At first it was red and then it turned black, like in the pictures. It looked like he had on black nail polish. And then...................Sunday night he was picking at it and the entire nail came off. Noah had it 3/4 of the way off and came and showed me. Then he wanted me to take it completely off. I kept asking him if it hurt and he said no. So, I took it off. I knew it was going to come off, but it was still kind of gross. All the dried blood was stuck to it, too. Noah thought it was the coolest thing ever though. He walked around the house showing everybody and then the next day wanted to show Miss Candy. Little boys really can be grody.


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