Yes, it's Logan again! This morning, I plugged in the electric griddle to make breakfast. While I was whipping up the eggs, Logan reached up and... yeah, you know where this is going...
His poor little fingers! He was so brave and didn't even cry, though I could tell it was really hurting him. I held his hand under cold water for a while and then tried to give him ice to hold. He refused and said, "I just need to lay down on the couch...with a blanket...and watch TV."
Once he was all settled, watching
Dora the Explorer, he said in his sweetest little voice, "Thanks for feeling me better, Mom."
His poor little fingers! He was so brave and didn't even cry, though I could tell it was really hurting him. I held his hand under cold water for a while and then tried to give him ice to hold. He refused and said, "I just need to lay down on the couch...with a blanket...and watch TV."
Once he was all settled, watching Dora the Explorer, he said in his sweetest little voice, "Thanks for feeling me better, Mom."
