"Does it need stitches, Ms. Tiki?"
"Yes, it does."
"How big is the cut, Ms. Tiki?"
"Big!"
So, off I run to school. When I got there Grace had a steri-strip on it. It is about an inch long, but since the steri was holding it closed, I really doubt that the doctors would remove it for stitching. Nana Su met me at school, and it was our determination to leave it alone and covered with the steri's until it heals. You can't see it unless you look underneath her head. Poor kid, she went two years with NOTHING, and then we had the eye and the chin in less than a year. It would figure....Lamar is gone:)
Oh, and she locked herself in her room on Sunday. I went up to get her and she was shut up tight. My doorknobs are as old as my house (c. 1953) so there is no way to pop the lock from the outside. I told her to hold on and I was going to go across the street to get Mr. Kris. Well, I forgot that Mr. Kris is deployed too! So Nadine and Tyler came over for Operation Grace Removal. Tyler was talking to her from the other side of the door while we worked. I finally just took the knob off. Of course, now I can't get it back on. She was fine...not worried at all. When we took it off and finally got in, she was playing happily in her room. When I asked her how it happened, she said that her daddy locked her in.