Varmint is learning life-skills.
Today’s skill was how to stop hemorrhaging.
Well, it didn’t start out that way. Actually it started out that I was teaching her how to make a peach cobbler.
First she cut her thumb.
Then she cut the crease between her second and third fingers. (You KNOW how hard that kind of cut is to put a bandage on.)
I finally let her stop yeilding the paring knife when we couldn’t distinguish between the peach juice and the blood.
And then we added a bunch more lemon juice and sugar to cover up any odd flavoring in the cobbler. You KNOW how the iron flavor of blood can just ruin a cobbler. I’m pretty sure Martha Stewart covers that in one of her very first cookbooks.
So I guess we can add ‘Camouflaging the taste of blood in food’ to our list of life skills practiced today.
Cobbler, anyone?
Mama Boe 
Isn’t there a Girl Scout badge for that…???
Maybe you shouldn’t have let her use the cutco the first time!!!
Dallas recently had his first cutco cut, too.
Ahhh the memories! One of my youngest daughters very first jobs was selling Cutco! God Lover her . . she went door to door demonstrating those very sharp knifes that will cut all the hairs in its path . . Bloody fingers, band aids and all!