Monday, March 5, 2012


It's time for nail cutting in our house. That means a two-parent wrestling pin, if you're wondering. But I'm pretty ecstatic about the upcoming struggle. You see, for at least a year, Soren's been biting his nails, down to bloody at times. It got worse this fall, when his anxiety peaked: when he sobbed (the ugly cry, as Oprah would say) all the way through school, every day, and then to and from all appointments. He couldn't tell us what was wrong, and he frequently wept for an hour at bedtime. It was awful for all of us. Can you imagine what hell that must have been for him?

But thanks to medicine and maybe that two-week vacation in December that took us away from our routines, the anxiety is all but gone. And we are left with embarrassingly long and sharp nails. And I love them to bits.


  1. I'm so relieved that the anxiety has subsided. I just can't imagine being that upset and not being able to talk about it. How's the sleeping?

  2. I'm so glad to hear that you have that problem! Still, he is a really cute nail biter. :)

  3. I've seen those gorgeous nails! I noticed right away.



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