yesterday I picked up a new knife set… while I was preparing dinner the younger grandsons very carefully took them out of the packaging… with many admonishments to be careful as the knives were sharp…

they did a great job…

I took down the old set and put up the new ones on the magnetic strip…

as I was putting up the bread knife it slipped down and sliced my finger…

quite a cut… my grandson went to the bathroom to find a bandaid for me… although there were quite a few in the box there wasn’t really the size I needed…

made me laugh because my beloved was always putting a bandage on his fingers, hands, knees, whatever… there were always every kind to be sure he had just the right one to cover whatever cut he had… haven’t replaced them since he died…

guess I need to get some new ones…