I may or may not have gotten stabbed while making dinner on Dragonfly's birthday.
I was cutting up carrots for dinner and put the knife down on the counter. Globug grabbed it but I told him to put it back. No drama.
Of course Dragonfly had to do it too because Globug did. I went to grab it from him and he pointed it at me because he knew he wasn't suppose to have it and I got stabbed. To the bone. It doesn't look so bad but it bled quite a bit. But with my blood stuff, that is to be expected.
Anyway a butterfly bandaid and we were good to go. Thanks to Betsy for coming over and helping me with the bandaid!!
1 comment:
Ouch!! Good that nothing more happened. I bet the little men were scared that mommy bled?!? And I hope it taught them to listen when mom says NO!?
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