2016 ended with a bang. And a scream. I closed my baby girl’s pinky finger in our bathroom’s door jamb last night. It was horrifying. She cried and cried, of course, and I cried and cried, of course. I called the pediatrician on-call to find out if I should take her to the ER. They advised that there was no need.
I’m so thankful to God that her finger isn’t broken. I’m so thankful to God that it wasn’t all of her fingers stuck in that door like I originally thought. So in a very unexpected way, I’m entering 2017 with a very thankful heart. God protects us from woes and close calls every day. I belong to Him, and so does my baby girl. He watches over us and loves us in a very active, fatherly way.