Another day...

... another 'ouchy'

This time, the youngest trapped his arm in the vertical slats of the bed-head.  He panicked, and wouldn't let the husband straighten his arm to get it out.  The screams were pretty impressive, as were the tears and hugs when he eventually was freed.  Ice-pack of broad beans to hopefully bring down the swelling and reduce any bruising. 

Today I'm grateful for: 
The eldest smashing his maths homework this evening with such confidence, delightful to do his homework (I really enjoy doing maths homework with him!) 
The desperate hugs the youngest gave the husband once free! 
Making the most of waking up earlier than necessary and taking the dog out for a good long walk