Glen is a big helper - he always has been. This weekend, he was helping Tyler unload a trailer full of wood (thanks Grandpa Matt!), and picked up a piece that left literally hundreds of soft splinters in his palm.
Did he cry? Nope. He came inside and ran some cool water over his hand while I found the tweezers and head lamp. It took me more than a half an hour to clear his hand of the splinters. As I was almost done, he said,
"MumMum? I wish there was no such thing as slivers. I mean, I wish we still had wood, but no slivers. Yeah, I wish life was like that."
Pretty profound, if you think about it.
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