I sort of love this kind of stuff. I love looking at blood and especially scabs. Francois Philippe had these scaly white bumps all around his mouth last week and I kept following him around with my high-powered flashlight, begging him to stay still so I could examine them.
This was one of those gaping cuts, where the skin doesn't naturally reclose (like a slit cut would), so it bleeds way more (coooooool). My initial reaction was to suck air through my teeth and then run to show Dash. He's a boy, he's going to love this, right? Wrong. Dash turned pale and started yelling, "Help! We gotta call somebody! We have to go to the hospital!!!" Okay, okay, maybe I shouldn't have gone over there with blood running down to my elbow.
The thing about this sort of cut is that they take awhile to heal. It keeps spurting just a tiny bit every few minutes. It's bled through all the paper towels and gauze I've wrapped around it so now I'm just letting it air out for a little while.
... which is making the royal red icing I'm making for our Christmas cookies a little extra special.