Today was not my day. I had a run-in with a border collie that ended in me getting a few stitches in the back of my thigh. He went through all three layers of skin and right down to the muscle. Youch!
While I was in the bathroom surveying the damage and trying to figure out if I should go see a doctor or not, Ross’ pudgy little fingers slid this pipe cleaner “creation” under the door. He made it for me as a get-well present.
“I’m sorry you got hurt, Mom. I hope you feel better!” I heard him say.
Too doggone cute!
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