Hazards of Scissors

So, I know some of you have dealt with the hazards of scissors in the fact some little girls have given themselves or each other haircuts.  That isn't a problem with a little boy, but Dallin learned about another hazard. He cut his thumb. It really isn't that bad. He didn't even cry. As a matter of fact, he didn't want me to know because he knew he shouldn't have been playing with scissors. I was brushing my teeth and Dallin came in the bathroom and told me it was his turn in the bathroom and I needed to leave. Thinking it was weird, I went into the front room and found the scissors. I asked him if he cut his shirt and didn't want me to know. He sadly held up his thumb with blood on it. He was afraid he was going to get into big trouble, so he was trying to get a band-aid on it on his own.

At first I was actually happy because it is his thumb-sucking thumb. (Great mother, I know.) He can't suck it with the band-aid on. That excitement waned last night when he couldn't seem to get relaxed to be able to fall asleep. He was exhausted, but couldn't relax. I think it was not having the thumb to suck. A couple times I thought he was drifting off and his thumb went to his mouth and he was wide awake when he realized he couldn't suck it. After 2 1/2 hours of sending him back to bed, reading to him, snuggling him, singing to him, and finally ignoring him, I finally let him crawl into bed with me. At this point it was almost 11 and Russ and I were going to bed. I moved him back into his room once he fell asleep.

I am hoping last night was the worst of it. I am hoping he will quickly get use to not having his thumb so that he will be free of the habit. I'm crossing my fingers.