Okay, and now for the bandage part. Mr. Braeden came downstairs the other day looking kind of pale. He was very calm and holding his finger tight. He proceded to tell us how he cut his finger trying to destroy a pencil. I asked to see it and I got totally freaked out. And that in turn scared him. I thought for sure we were going to have to make a trip to the ER. But dad got him all fixed up and all was good. I just had to take pictures of the scene. I have to hand it to him he is very creative. He was upstairs trying to take care of things himself, making his own band-aid and all!
Braeden's make-shift band-aid...
I think this is much better...
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