So
the Boy Child, while slicing his apple for breakfast after I have left
for work, decided he needed to use my chef's knife. And when the chef's
knife didn't slice the apple smoothly, decided he needed to use Both
Hands. Fortunately, he is still in possession of all his fingers. My
nerves, on the other hand, are shot. The pediatrician glued him back together, and all is now well.
Valium, anyone?
