Levi smashed his finger in something a week or so ago. The nail is looking rough and I'm pretty sure it's going to fall off. Today, I was clipping his nails and clipped "the nail" a bit and something sort of oozed out. I know...see what I live with? Levi proceeded to sniff his finger and then say in his Levi voice, "Momma, my finger smells like a dead frog (thoughtful pause), that's burnt".
Later in the morning, I'm sitting on the couch schooling the older two boys when I hear Caleb screaming upstairs. I wait and eventually Levi comes down and starts telling me the series of events that led to Caleb whaling. After a few minutes of rambling, I told him to cut to the chase and tell me what he did to make Caleb cry. "I punched him in the face."
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