"Ring-Ring" goes my phone.
"Yep, what's wrong" I say to my wife, a usual answer I give other than hello, especially when I'm busy and stressed with work.
"Argh! I cut off his thumb" cries my wife.
"What the crap?! What happened"
"Well," starts my wife "I was cutting his finger nails and there's blood.."
"Good God! Is he ok? Do we need to go to hospital? Is it his thumb you've actually cut off?"
"No, not his thumb" she sobs "It's just the skin off the top. He's just crying and there's blood"
"Phew!" I say with relief "I thought his whole thumb was hurt"
"I'm a bad mum, I hurt my boy" cries my wife.
"No, don't be silly. Every mum has probably done it by now. I'm surprised you've lasted this long!"
This is what I dealt with, being away from home and thinking for about 5 seconds he was hurt badly. Wish I could always be around, but money has to be made. This is what dad's have to go through.
I thought it was gone! Thought he'd never be able to do any gaming against his old man! (Yes this was actually one of my thoughts)
It's all good though, no damage done.
But remember mums, when there is the teeniest tiniest bit of blood that appears on the top of any of the phalanges (aka. fingers), settle down, remember you aren't a bad mum, then call your husband and laugh about what has happened.
:-)
She makes me laugh that wife of mine sometimes hehehehe
- tork
