It's official. I'm a very bad mom! Saturday morning I was in such a rush trying to collect Ranger (The Keller's dog) and trying to get home in time to meet the home inspector I did the unthinkable. I smashed poor Lydia's finger in the door. Not just any door, the Keller's incredibly heavy metal door. And to beat that, its the door you need to put a code into to open. So after smashing her finger I had to put the code in and then release her poor mangled finger. Michael heard the commotion and asked what was going on, and I told him what I did, and he basically goes "Honey!". It may sound innocent enough, but I felt so embarrassed and ashamed that I had mangled her poor finger, disfigured her! (OK, maybe I'm being a little dramatic, but seriously, that's how I felt.)
Thankfully I didn't break it, but if you ask Lydia what happened she'll tell you "mommy mashed finger, puppy", making me only feel that much worse every time I hear it.
Today we went to the doctor to make sure it's healing well, and I am glad to announce that I didn't break it!
Needless to say, every time that Michael goes anywhere when he comes home, he brings something for Lydia. I fear they have him wrapped around their fingers already.
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Kiss it for me! Poor baby- again, at least you did not try to use Magic Eraser all over her arms. She will heal and forget.
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