I don't have Friday nights out..
On Friday I go to bed early, around dawn..
So I wake up around 1 or 2 AM on Saturday morning..
Our children can only use their phones on Saturdays and Sundays..
It's a rule my wife set, and the children are following it well..
Around 1:30 AM on Saturday morning..
I woke up and came to the living room
My oldest daughter's room, which she had been waiting for Saturday to use, had the light on..
It's something that happens regularly..
She waited for midnight on Friday night
and used her phone for 2-3 hours before sleeping..
I was sitting in the living room thinking I'd read a newspaper or something
My oldest came out and rushed over to me..
'Dad.. Dad.. Look at this..'
What my oldest showed me was..
When we were young, there would be things like skin around our nails that would stick up like fuzz..
It wasn't a big deal, but we wanted to pick at it anyway, and when we picked it wrong
blood would come out around our nails..
What my daughter showed me was
traces of picking at the skin around her nail with blood dripping on it..
Seeing that the blood color was still bright red
it looked like she had picked it just a moment ago..
Just waking up from sleep, my mind was still dazed..
My daughter was watching my mouth..
She seemed very curious about what her father would say..
I stared blankly at the blood on her nail for 2-3 seconds
and I said this..
'If you're hungry, make ramen to eat.. don't eat your skin by picking at it..'
As if she heard a satisfying answer..
she giggled and went back to her room..
