You never want to hear your child come thumping down the stairs issuing a blood curdling scream.
However, today I was inducted into this Hall of Fame Club that some moms are blessed to be a part of, whether they wanted to be or not.
While folding clothes, a certain brother decided that it would be a good idea to slide the retro mirrored door over Ezra’s foot. Apparently, said little brother failed to realize that
1) Ezra wasn’t wearing steel-toed boots.
and
2) This wasn’t such a good idea.
The result?
A screaming brother who brought his throbbing, profusely bleeding foot to his waiting mother full-of-dread.
I didn’t have time to take before photos.
And bless Ezra’s heart, he says to me . . . Mom, I didn’t know I was bleeding. I just knew that my foot got run over and I had to come see you. I didn’t know it was bleeding. I felt the door run over my foot and it hurt.
My warrior. My future Navy Seal.
And this is why I am thankful that I bought this oil.
Helichrysum. I thought I had run out. I prayed. One drop eked out.
It stopped the bleeding.
I knew it would. That’s why I used it.
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