Cutie: My oowie really hurts. I fell at the park yesterday with Auntie Ellen. It really hurts.
Me: Oh no, I'm sorry. Where is it? (Nothing is visible to the human eye.) Hmmm, yeah, that looks like an oowie.
Cutie: I can't put it in the bathtub, because it hurts.
Me: Okay, we'll be careful.
Cutie: (After bathtime) I need a bandaid for my oowie.
Me: Here's a bandaid. Where is your oowie? Right there?
Cutie: No, right there.
Me: Right here?
Cutie: No, right THERE.
Me: Ahhh, yes. Right HERE.
Cutie: Yes.
Me: Okay, let me put the bandaid on. Alright, I think you're all set.
Cutie: (five minutes later) Hey, you put the bandaid in the wrong spot. My oowie is right here.
Me: Oops, I'm sorry. Oh well, we'll get it next time.
Cutie: (Contentedly leaving the bandaid where it is already placed.) Yeah, we'll get it next time.
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The power of a bandaid (or bandage as matty calls them)...
those owies can be serious business. You gotta get the band-aid in the right spot! When my students complain of not feeling well, I tell them to put a wet paper towel on it. It's amazing what cures come about. I think kids just want to do something to make themselves feel better.
hehe--I declare that you have mothering down---you got it. Well done.
Hum i need a band aid right here
So cute! I love it.
I love this! I'm so glad you have cuties to put bandaids on. =)
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