She has an itty bitty cut on her foot. When I put her sandals on for church this morning, the shoe pressed on the cut, so I covered it with a bandaid. Naturally, the bandaid fell off during church.
There was a coffee-and-cake gathering after church. She and her BFF raced around the building for a solid hour (at least). Then we came home and she played in the sandbox, barefoot, for 45 minutes.
We came inside just now. She sat down to play and noticed her cut. Incredibly, it HURTS and NEEDS a new bandaid. I gave in.
Anyone want to guess what she's doing right now?
Pick, pick, picking at that uncomfortable bandaid!
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