owie, owie, owie. i was doing something mom has told me repeatedly not to do, stick fingers in door crack- trying to touch the hinges on the other side, and they got stuck. i shreiked really loud and mom came to rescue me. i kept screaming. it really hurt. i went to gram to have my boo-boos kissed, she does a better job. there were hysterics from me and i told you so's from mom. mom checked the scene for severed finger tips- there was none. she asured me the fingers were intact, there wasn't even any blood. they just got pinched a little. pinched my ass. it felt like they were being ripped off. i told her she was wrong and to look again, i'm sure i lost at least one finger tip. mom said nope, i didn't even break a nail. oh, ok. i settled down after i had a good cry. gram kept making me hold the cold fishy. getting fingers stuck in door was not very nice. mom being right, again was almost as bad.