Like Son, Like Father

An hour or so ago I sliced up my finger at work. I don't think stitches would work well. Pressure, ointment, and bandages.

I think somehow my son willed this to happen. He didn't want me to wake him up this morning... plus, it was only a couple of days ago that he fell and a toy cut into his head. We were running and chasing and playing at the time.

I bet he holds me responsible. ;)