In the last post I told you Faith had gotten her finger smashed right before we headed out to Chick-fil-a; we were very blessed that it did not take the tip of her finger off, because it came close. When we got home I was looking at her finger and changing her bandaid and her finger was still bleeding a little bit and she was still crying (I told you it dictated her entire day) and with tears in her eyes she looked up at me and said, Mommy it's bleeding I need blood.
(We assume she had heard bits and pieces of conversations about Grammy bleeding and needing blood.)
Have a great week-end.!
I some exciting news to share with you in a little while...