Here’s a little tip for you.  When you decide to close two doors together that meet in the middle, oh I don’t know like wardrobe doors, do it with the light on and keep your hands out of the way.

I really should have taken that on board before I closed a wardrobe door on my hand the other day and forgot to move one of my fingers out of the way in time. 

I was trying to be kind to the children by not putting the light on and using light from the bathroom, but something was obviously blocking the door being shut.  Instead of checking the floor I just pushed the door harder than normal.  And trapped my finger.

It hurt.  My finger had been at an angle and I not only bruised the nail but cut my finger as well.

I ended up sitting on the settee with ice packing my finger.  It really, really throbbed.  I can only liken it to the Tom and Jerry cartoons when one of them may have been hit on the hand by a hammer and it balloons up and you can visibly see it throbbing!

Luckily I’m a good healer (just as well as I couldn’t find a single plaster), but it doesn’t look too good and since I did it, the children have been scared of it.  I’m not allowed to hold them with ‘that’ hand.  If I pick them up I have to use my arm instead of my hand (not easy).

To encourage them, my eldest who is not squeamish, lightly touched the bruised nail, which the other two also had a go at, albeit tentatively.  But the cut that has blackened on the reverse is a definite no-no, so I am having to keep it hidden.

The naughty side of my personality wants to chase them around the room with it but as it’s the middle finger of my hand, this doesn’t exactly give a good message!

Sometimes being a sensible parent is no fun at all.