Yesterday, my daughter had an issue with a piece of skin near her nail. Those rips of skin that hang off are the WORST! She picked up a terry-style pony tailer and one of its threads got stuck to her little piece of skin.
She came carefully walking into the kitchen with this pony tail holder dangling from her finger as if by magic. I saw the very thin green thread when she got close enough. "Don't touch it!" she said -- as only a kid can.
"I can cut the skin," I said. I got some nail clippers that were handy and got near her shaky little finger.
"Okay." "Be still." "I am!" The obligatory exchange. Snip. "You're free." Then she said something that was so precious... I wrote it in my book of her sayings immediately.
"(Sniff) A little trim is better than cutting my whole finger off."
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Last night we snuggled up to watch a new video her other grandmother bought her. The screen was snowy and rough sounding. I said something about it. She resolutely reminded me, "Static is better than no TV at all, right Mama?"
Thank God for a Grateful child...