Yesterday I got a call that our son had scraped his knee at school and needed just a little more medical attention than school staff could supply. Not thinking much of it, I headed over and gave the kid a little first aid and a hug.
Later as I thought about it I regretted not snapping a picture while I was there but then I realized I didn’t need a picture. The scene will stay with me forever as one of those precious moments when I get to quietly play hero to our growing kids.
I know the opportunities to fix scraped knees are quickly slipping by. While I’m not happy my son got hurt, I am thankful I got the opportunity to give him some TLC.