Scissors Are Dangerous
As I reported, Tad has learned now that scissors are not for cutting shirts. And when I ask him how his school day was, occasionally he will look down at his shirt hem and say, “I didn’t cut my shirt!”
Always a benchmark for success.
Yesterday, however, he was sporting a band-aid on the middle finger of his left hand, wrapped right around the fingernail. He immediately showed it to me – “Mama, I have a band-aid! I got hurt!” – flipping me off in the process (which was amusing, but that was unintentional, so I didn’t say anything).
“What happened, Tad?”
He yanked the band-aid off, showing me a sharp, still-bleeding nick on the side of his finger, not too far from the nail. “Scissors are NOT for shirts or fingers – only paper!” he informed me woefully.
It was such a small cut and in such a odd place that I have to conclude that it wasn’t intentional – he probably nicked himself while using the scissors to cut paper. Still, poor kid.
We went home, where I cleaned it carefully and got him a Batman band-aid. And all was well again.
But I’m still wondering about the wisdom of letting him have scissors in his pencil box.