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Sooo...
Mr. swanie and our 10 year old are outside taking down all of the Christmas lights and decorations.
T comes sprinting in the house. "Is everything OK?" I ask... "Dad needs a band aid."
Time passes...
T comes running in again, "How's it going?" I ask. "Fine, Dad's trying to fix a reindeer."
More time passes....
T comes in again. “Dad wants to know if I can have an old towel.” “Why?” I ask. “Cause things are dirty and dad just broke a candy cane.”
Not but 5 minutes later, T comes running in again. “Is everything alright?” “Yep. Dad needs a BIGGER band aid.”
At this point, I ventured outside to find mr. swanie up on a ladder with his finger wrapped in a paper towel. “Are you sure you’re OK? I ask. “I’m fine” he says. “Do you need a tetnus shot?” I reply. “No, I had one recently…it just won’t stop bleeding.”
God help me. It is a good thing the boy is brilliant in his career, cause if our livelihood depended on him being a handyman...we’d surely lose the house.
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