I got the dreaded phone call from the school nurse today. Zoe had fallen on the playground and landed on the only non-spongy place – a metal grate. She had a cut on her palm and a scratched up elbow. Mostly she was crying an wanted to talk to me; I calmed her down and said I’d come pick her up. Of course by the time I got there school was just about over. It’s still painful and she doesn’t want to use her right hand, but not too deep. It will need the bandage for a few days I think.