A weekend or so ago, bailey had his friends over and they had taken apart the fan, and they were sticking things in it. I gave them motherly advice on how the protector was over the blades for a reason...and they could lose a finger .... nah-ah bailey says as he stopped the blades with his hand.
So I made them put the fan back together ....and took it from the room. Well tonight they decided I guess to ignore my motherly advice...and stuck a SHARPIE in it....yes Sharpie went everywhere ...I asked what daddy was doing while I wss away to have not stopped such a thing...he was laying in bed....sigh.
Moments later I walk towards Bailey's room as he's running from the fan, screaming holding his hand. Sho' nuff he's cut his damn thumb. Of course I use this moment to remind him "I told you so". I'm a woman ill use that phrase every possible chance I've got.
He's alright. He shall survive. A band aid. Some tears. Some hugs and an ibuprofen later....he's sound asleep....and will, hopefully, never stick his extremities into a fan.
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