Kid Life

One thing I especially remember about my childhood is that I always seemed to have skinned up knees. My mom was always putting something that stung and made me yell on some skinned up part of me--usually my knees. So, the memories came flooding back when Katie wiped out on her bike a few days ago. Grant pulled her bike off of her and walked her into the house, where I washed her scrapes and put antiseptic and then a bandaid on each one. She braved it all and then ran back outside to play. :-)