This is what happens when you do dishes on Sunday.
I didn't make it to church today, "I feel like death." Dan came home to check on me and decided to do some dishes (silly compulsive Dan) while he was home. He had an episode with a knife and we had to run poor little Dan to the emergency room. Dan and his huge finger are home now. And he says, "It's still hurting." In other finger hurting news, this is old news but still one of Daniel's favorite things:
Sweet Hannah left muscadine jelly on our doorstep. She is so thoughtful. I won't let Dan slice the bread. Dan and Mr. knife are in time out.