Sometimes Scott will come home from work and casually mention that he got hurt at work. I don't know about you, but if this were my finger, I probably would have been screaming and in tears. Thankfully, this time no stitches were needed, just a cold Newcastle, some hydrogen peroxide, neosporin and a band aid. Unfortunately, Scott hammered the same finger that he cut open over the summer, but good news was after we cleaned this one up it was much prettier and didn't result in me becoming extremely nauseaous. I guess this kind of stuff just comes with the territory of being a construction wife!

1 comment:

Andrea said...

I would be barfing, honestly. You are a brave little wifey to get out your camera and document the goodness. And by the way, your hair is so cute in the last post!