Sorry

Someday I will apologize to my daughters-in-law. I will say I'm sorry to them for their husbands lack of initiative to pick up after themselves, their lack of organized photo albums(I pray they are scrapbookers) and their scars. Let me explain. Nathan has had the lions share of boo-boos this summer. Scrape after scrape on his knees and belbows. I have tried to no avail to explain why a scab needs to do its' job. Let it be son, let it be. He simply cannot stop "bicking." Everyday he hands me his scab(before I know what he is handing me) and shouts in triumph, "Me bick eet off!! Me bick eet off!!"