I could have a blog dedicated solely to the Pierces

I had ANOTHER child get their finger stuck beyond belief in a hole smaller than their phalanges. This time it was Grant. The hole was in the lid of a sippy cup.

We tried ice.

We tried butter.

We tried soap.

We tried vegetable oil.

We listened to Oak Tree scream-cry because her brother was crying. She was screaming so loud that Chris told her to take it outside. Her crying was drowning out her brother's and it was just too much.

Finally, Pierce came to our rescue with his bolt cutters and released the finger. Honestly, I don't know what we'd do without them. Yes, I do, we'd be at Urgent Care sheepishly asking them if they carry hack saws.