Or last night. But it needed cleaning up first. You should have seen the kids.
“Guys, check it out: my toenail just came off!”
“Cool!”
“Whoa!”
“I’m so sorry, mama, want me to kiss it?”
“I have no idea what happened but it was suddenly like a clamshell over here, waving at me. So I took it off.”
‘But your toe still has a nail.”
“It looks that way, doesn’t it? But that’s blood. See, my nail had red polish. So it really didn’t change things much, did it?”
Dylan wanted to know, “Can I keep it?”










07.12.07 at 03:03 AM |
Yow, I hope it doesn’t hurt.
How’s the new job going???
07.12.07 at 03:57 AM |
Congratulations and Kudo’s and here’s to Moms that forever kiss our boo boos in life.
I love you
Jeanne