fingers

Once upon a time, Doug declared that he could build Amy a playhouse in a single weekend. Since Doug is a perfectionist/artisan, that project continues more than a year later. Sunday afternoon, while Doug fretted over making the perfect cuts in a tiny scrap of red cedar, I said “be careful” and wandered off to […]

“Look Mom, I got runned over.”

Those words aren’t very adrenaline inducing when the person speaking them is just holding out their small hand, which is unscathed except for a bandaid. I peeled the bandaid back and saw a scrape that was still filled with little bits of road. The mention of washing off the injury caused tears and I looked […]