So it is 7:30 this morning; it had been a quiet morning. The kids got up about 6:00 did there chores ate breakfast and headed outside to there fort. Meanwhile I'm sitting on the couch talking to Jason on his way home from work on the phone and here comes Bridger. Just as calm as can be and says to me can I have a band aid. I look up at him wondering why and i see two hands full of blood it all dribbled down his clothes. I start freaking out hanged up on Jason in a panic. Jason wondering what just happened at home. Bridger tried to cut off his thumb with his pocket knife while trying to whittle some wood this morning. Jason pulled into the drive way and off we went to the ER.
Where the tracks met
3 weeks ago