Monday, January 9, 2012

A rite of passage.

I think everyone slams their finger in the car door once in their lifetime, right? B's number was up this weekend. According to the doctor, it's not broken. According to B, it warranted a day off from school for a doctor visit and x-rays. In his defense, it looked way nastier than in these pictures. It was totally black at first, and when he woke up this morning he couldn't move his thumb at all. It was swollen so huge! I'm pretty sure he's going to lose the nail. Gross. I do kind of like the outline of E.T.'s head on his fingertip.

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