I was getting ready the other day and there is a knock the door. "Mommy I got a BooBoo"! She does this often, so I tell her she isn't bleeding and continue on getting ready. This is my standard response. I was almost done, so I open my door less than a minute later and this is what I find. Yes, she was bleeding and it was a pretty deep cut. There wasn't the first tear shed, she is one tough chick. She let me wash it, clean it, bandage it; the whole kit and kaboodle without a peep. I was amazed the whole time. She was not crazy about the band aid and wanted it off constantly. She thought the band aid was going to magically heal the BooBoo.
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