My dad just set up this thing so you can look at lots of pictures of me on my website. Right now the only way to get there is by clicking here, but he’s gonna make a better way later.

A couple days ago, I had a really tough afternoon. See my hand in the picture here? That’s my booboo hand.

I was out with daddy, getting firewood like we always do, except I had my ball with me and I was playing, throwing it around. It was really windy that day, like it always is in Colorado, and my ball blew out away from the house, where there’s a lot of scrub and little bushes and old dead cactuses and stuff. I ran after my ball, and tripped, and fell right into a bunch of little cactus plants.

I started crying right away, and daddy left the firewood and came to get me and brought me inside. Then he saw all the cactus needles in me. There were a whole bunch that went through my pants and got my thigh, and there was even one stuck in my forehead. But the worst was my left hand. There were at least sixty tiny needles stuck in my hand, mostly in my palm at the base of my thumb. They were really tiny needles, almost like hairs. Daddy had to help hold me down while mommy pulled them all out with tweezers. It really hurt a lot.

Afterwards, I took a nap, and when I woke up I felt mostly better. I like to point out my booboos, but they don’t hurt like they used to. Daddy took me out and showed me the cactus and told me to stay away from them cause they’re sharp and they hurt. I hope I don’t forget and go over there again.