Little Boy Blue got bit by a rock on the playground and required six stitches. He says “Mom, I was talking to my friend and started to run when I fell instantly.”
Then, I was in stitches…the giggling sort! Kids have a no nonsense way of explaining things.
Not so funny, was driving to get him from the school nurse and heading over to the Dr. office. Wild! He was a champ. His 1st grade teacher had taught him yoga breathing as a response to such distress…um, I was pretty distressed. Needless to say, I took a lot of tips from his focused breathing techniques to calm my nerves as the Dr. started stitching up the gouge on his forehead.
Illustrations deadlines for this week…birthday cards for my nieces, my advice for new parents, das totenhemdchen, and an anniversary to be posted soon!
